Dare to dream

(91)  Shes hemante himel haoyay

In the frosty air at prewinter's end,
Why does the lotus not blossom?
On flowers nectarless,
Why do the bees not gather?

Loti may not blossom in the woods,
But in the mind, a lotus blooms!
Bees may not gather on flowers,
But in the psyche bees assemble.

In the doleful strains of prewinter,
With woeful songs the grove is filled.
Yet thinking of Him anyplace,
No trace of pain remains.

Though sweet scent may not remain,
Sweet scent may still be proclaimed.
With His blessing we will build
A new world order.

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