Let us celebrate

(3504) Maner madhuvane se esechilo

He had come to the pleasure grove of mind;
Why so, I don't know.
Looking closely He had smiled.

Buds did not bloom at that time;
Blew not the winds of springtime.
By that same vibration pleasing,
Open did anxious eyes.

Sound of lotus feet made flowers rise;
He came, a southern breeze behind.
In a corner of the mind, secretly,
That sweet month^[1] He did provide.

Obsolete departed, and the new arrived;
Ballads of sorrow were defeated by dye.
Through sweet beauty of strings of light-beams,
Drear did the New Year set aside.

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