K. V. ADVANI
Man abnegates the hawk and opts for dove
When Bodhi-Hridya is in form
And the milieu is enriched with
Rhythm of serenity and song.
Velvety delight of beloved’s embrace
Kindles romantic impulses.
It grows with honeyed love
That has undercurrent of aureate flashes.
When the artist in man is alive
He weaves many a design
To adorn life with fragrant hues,
And paint it with beauty benign.
It is the silver twinkle of stars
Through dark and morose hours
That gives hope to a devoted pilgrim.
Roseate dawn unfolds picture of blooming flowers.
Conflicts of mind and life
Create challenges, stern or easy.
It is the incorruptible love that nurtures
Man’s fantasies lively and breezy.
The child’s bewitching smile
Bas its own enchanting beauty
When it enjoys mother’s warmth of love
Or father’s almonds and sweet candy.