Ten different blooms of season,
Ten different shades of love…
They dance through this night,
Rejoicing in your songs.
In circle of creation and perish,
With all the ladies in waiting,
We swim by the blue pond,
That fleets with your reflection
Playing to feisty heart beats
Praying for your blissful solace.

Some are lured to handsome musicians
Some prefer rugged romance of this reclusive god,
The hermit, the cosmic dancer, unkempt and ashen
The all seeing eye, the flaming truth waiting awake
No pretensions tonight
Tonight…a full moon night

-shashikala sasidharan-
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