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You are monsoon and the [[:wikipedia:Pandanus utilis|screwpine]] fragrance; | |||
Joyfully with pollen You float onward. | |||
You are autumn and the moonlight cordial; | |||
Hope You rouse in the [[:wikipedia:Chukar partridge|chukor's]]{{#tag:ref|The chukor (চকোর), also known as the red-legged or Himalayan partridge or curlew or bartavelle, is the national bird of Iraq and Pakistan. References to it date back to the Rg Veda. The chukor is reputed to gaze at the moon constantly and is hence said to be in love with the moon or to drink moonlight. In Indian mythology, the chukor often symbolizes intense love, sometimes unrequited.|group="nb"}} heart. | |||
of water, | |||
Dear, You are the summer-heat's stream of water, | |||
In both form and quality, indescribable. | |||
In pre-winter, at Your feet's border, | |||
With snow You pack the Himalayas. | |||
Amid winter's foggy mists | |||
Resound Your jingling anklets. | |||
With spring's hues incipient, | |||
You speak in motley language. | |||
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