Daily Poem: You, my messenger ~ Shilabhattarika
You, my messenger
~ Shilabhattarika
You, my messenger
are a tender sprig
but I trust you with a secret dispatch.
Go to the wind-tossed forest
where that dark man
awaits me.
Black clouds trouble the heavens,
Spring breezes stir and the heart
also stirs.
But go to him safely.
May the gods keep a close
watch
over your art.
Shailendra Tree of India by J.M. Garg
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