In every season of life

(3068)  Ei ghana nabha niile ele

Upon the same sky-blue deep, You appeared
To a heart love-replete.
Month, season, and year, far behind they all leave
An inapt time's dwelling.

In Phalgun You are perfume in the mind of myrtle;
In the flaming palash arbor, the colorful luster.
You are everything I know and what I don't discern;
This today You revealed.

Under Summer's heat You are the shooting star;
On silvery clouds, a buoyant flight of geese in Fall.
In the Spring, covered by fresh green leaves delicate,
The path upon, You proceed.

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