(100) Kamalanebur varne gandhe
| In the color and fragrance of oranges, You've come today with a new disposition. Stirring blizzards from snowdrifts, You have brought an arctic chill. And for You there is no respite— You bring tremors, immense and incessant. Today, with a song of frost evoking shivers, You go on playing Your divine game. Moringa flowers are hanging on. Jujube trees are laden with fruit. Those lying in hibernation today— Do You consider their condition? On this silent, lonely winter midnight, You are engrossed in a transcendental state. |
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