Awaiting Your advent

(2837)  Amar malaince phutechilo

In my floral garden there had bloomed
So many flowers, oh don't You know it?
They will drop neath sunlight's heat;
Do You not notice?

Day has departed with hopes aplenty;
Flower-petal colors have gone missing.
Fragrance and nectar have flowed into nothing;
To comprehend are You unable?

When will they arrive, those same months of spring;
They will laugh once more, fruit and bloom thrilling.
Upon a moonlit night on azure sky,
Noting love, You will give in.

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