(1015) Surja takhan digvalaye
The sun was then upon horizon
In dawn's crimson color.
Twixt You and me our viewing was
Bursting with fervent emotion.
Its petals outspread, a bloom went on calling,
"Hola, Sweet Friend", bashfulness forgotten.
In its heart was a fluttering
With vibrating pollen.
From its nest with a mellow chirping
Is one bird today in cadence and song.
For all good people, through that very cooing,
It infuses them with devotion.
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