Mahalaya and Bir Bhadra
Cerulean skies, air fragrant
Cotton clouds and catkin
swaying
Expectant eyes scan firmament
one thought on every mind
playing
Embers wafting thick clouds of myrrh
Dhaaks beating frenetic
rejoice!
Chants on radio welcome her
with paeans poetic
that voice!
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