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|keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet,spring,contemplation | |keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet,spring,contemplation | ||
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Can it be that light has come | |||
To this dusty earth? | |||
Open your eyes and see | |||
With a hearty yearning. | |||
Trees and vines have put on color; | |||
With ideas their minds are rife. | |||
The dance of color, it gave a quiver | |||
To land and water on these spring nights. | |||
Whelmed by the rhythm is the distressed mind; | |||
On the breeze is a jungle's floral scent. | |||
With the glitter of bright light, | |||
A flashing waterfall descends. | |||
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