On this same resplendent morning,
You came and You made blooms appear,
The earth to make sweet-smelling.
To receive You granting boon arrived everybody,
A bud of trust in their hand at this festivity.
They accorded all respect; any pride is useless
In one with beguiled mind, having gotten Thee.
There's no day, there's no night– all the time,
Dearest, You accompany, oh Consciousness Personified.
Under Your love's lamp at thought's kadam tree,
In a static world arrived zeal.
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You are the embodiment of Spring.
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