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O lord,
On what stream from far away have You floated in,
through which distant stream
Dispensing nectar with Your life's pollen?
did you come floating,
What is that heavenly message You have brought,
pouring honey into the pollen of my heart?
Obliterating all the pain and bitter thoughts?


What heavenly message did you bring about
Today, the hens{{#tag:ref|All female birds are referred to as hens.|group="nb"}} sing in my garden;
that made us forget all burning agonies?
And, in the thorny jungle, screwpine{{#tag:ref|The [[:wikipedia:Pandanus utilis|screwpine]] is a palm-like tree with a drooping appearance. It is native to the tropics and subtropics. The tree is [[:wikipedia:Dioecy|dioecious]] in nature, that is, the male and female flowers grow on separate trees. Male flowers are tiny, white, and very shortlived; but they are highly valued for their fragrance. Those flowers are harvested (primarily in [[:wikipedia:Odisha|Orissa]]) early in the morning, because the fragrance is lost soon after the flower opens. For more information see [http://gernot-katzers-spice-pages.com/engl/Pand_odo.html here].|group="nb"}} want to blossom.
Coated with sweet scent, a gentle breeze wafts by;
Filling hearts, You arrived.


Today, in my garden, the bird sings.
In a cloudless sky the stars, they beam;
On my thorny path, the ketakii flower blooms.
Untiring in spring, superbly the cuckoo speaks.
The sweetness-absorbed
In a rush come bumblebees with what fond ambition?
and fragrant sandal breeze blows.
Being just one, how did You assume so many forms?
 
You came to gratify my heart.
In the cloudless sky stars smile.
 
What does the cuckoo sing
in the brisk spring?
With what hope does the bee rush about?
 
Being singular,
how did you convert yourself
into so many forms?
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