month of margazhi
to-day, first day
of the month margazhi.
very early in the morning
getting up from the bed
she cleaned the house.
divine songs of andal
reverberating -
of the month margazhi.
very early in the morning
getting up from the bed
she cleaned the house.
divine songs of andal
reverberating -
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" margazhi thingal madhi niraindha nannallal
neerada podhuveer ! Podhumino, nerizhaiyeer !
seer malgum ayappadi chelva chirumeergal !
koorvel kodun thozhilan nandagopan kumaran
yer arndha kanni yasodai illanj chingam
karmeni chengann kadir madhiyam polmugathan
narayanane namakke parai tharuvan
Paror pugazh padindhelor embavai. "
neerada podhuveer ! Podhumino, nerizhaiyeer !
seer malgum ayappadi chelva chirumeergal !
koorvel kodun thozhilan nandagopan kumaran
yer arndha kanni yasodai illanj chingam
karmeni chengann kadir madhiyam polmugathan
narayanane namakke parai tharuvan
Paror pugazh padindhelor embavai. "
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meaning
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" oh beautiful girls of prosperous gokul
let us go to the river jamuna and take bath.
all glory and praise be to the lord,
our savior, son of nandgopal;
and young lion cub of yasodha
with beautiful eyes;
shyamal beauty with red eyes
and face with radiating rays of moon. "
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she taking bath
towel wrapping her dark cloudy hair
standing in front of God
joining both hands with
right aspirations
and left fulfillment
with her only desire
she prayed for long.
cool breeze started flowing.
with her beauty overwhelming,
and happiness overflowing,
is she the live priceless painting ?
His effortful speaking sculpturing ?
anyhow theme of epic creation !
chirping birds from nearby trees
happily started flying.
kolam
sprinkling water
and cleaning the front yard
with devoted dots of planning
and lines of execution
decorated with beautiful kolam,
pumpkin flower centering
her colorful rangoli creation.
true to the belief, lines of rangoli
starting and ending properly,
will her desire fulfilled ?
she lifted her head in anticipation.
pumpkin flower
yes,
her sincere prayers answered.
there standing nearby
smiling with love
was her He !
whispering,
" oh your beauty,
and the beauty of your rangoli ! "
her singing heart
dancing body !
thank God.
he may tell her the story,
part of his(s)tory.
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