Rainlord

(308)  Niil ainjan ankhite ankiya

Painting my eyes with blue eyeliner,
The rains have arrived with new finery.
To welcome You they have come now
With a convergence of cooling clouds.

The peacock fans its tail today
With a clamoring call in the forest.
Floating on is the pollen of kadam;
In my mental world, the pollen of life.
Today's festivities surround You;
You pervade the atmosphere.

The bamboos in the palm grove stoop down,
Bowing in deference to You all around.
The sweetly dancing lotus petals
Speak profusely of a love tryst.
At this grand assembly, You are the king;
You enthrall my eyes with Your royal attire.

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