Triveni Journal
1927 | 11,233,916 words
Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....
It’s spring again, the ancient round of things…
The nectar of fresh flowers that I bring,
Of newly awakened plants, for your delight
On your bithday, my sweetest Love, my light.
Once more the fields and groves are greening,
The earth begins to lick its wounds, leaning,
Against the poplars spreading their bitter scent,
For the early May morning your laugh is lent.
For us to be together is like a reverie,
And the air of life is so sweet that it hurts me.
How nice it is that with each dawning day,
I’m more irrevocably smitten with your way.
And if one day I die, as I die must,
I’ll go in peace to that dark realm of dust.
And with me I will take your birthdays to cling,
And the unfinished Love song I still have to sing.