Your Veena resonates across the world

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Your Veena resonates across the world
Enchanting one and all

Across land and water
Beneath the blue marquee
Ever plays a music so sweet.
Glades and gardens
Oceans and rivers
Caverns and mountain peaks
Ever assume a graceful pose.

Fresh delights in fresh spring
Celebrations anew.
So lovely, so charming,
So pleasant a humming
I hear in leafy nooks;
Rustlings of youthful leaves,
Cooings of the cuckoo
In stillness of the woods;
Wafts the breeze to and fro
Setting off soft ripples
Across deep tranquil lakes
Arousing a gurgle
Mellifluous and sweet
Gently does the wind blow
Caressing the forests
The reeds on river banks
Stirred into whisperings.
What a chirping of speech
Whichever way I look
Speaking a language new
Oozing a sweet essence.

Fresh delights in monsoons
Celebrations anew.
So deep, so gruff, so loud
A rumble of drum rolls
I hear in the azure;
As if thunders Shiva
In a dance so deathly.
Roars the swelling river
Beneath gathering clouds;
A tumult rages through
Piyal-Tamal forests
To strains of Raag Bhairav
Winds play the Raag Malhar
In deep darkness of night;
Lightning in a frenzy
Dances in mad delight
Streaking the horizons
In sparkling show of light.
What a bubbling of speech
Whichever way I look
Speaking a language new
Oozing a sweet essence.

Fresh delights in autumn
Celebrations anew
So clean, so pure, so bright
Aglow in radiance
Comes the autumn goddess
To rule over the earth.
A crescent moon glitters
On her flowing tresses
A Veena adorns her fair arms
Unfolds a sublime smile
Spanning the deep blue skies;
Lilting strains of Raag Bihag
Suffuse the still of night;
Fragrant flower gardens
Nestle in soft moonbeams;
Buzz of crickets evoke
A pleasant lassitude.
What a warbling of speech
Whichever way I look
Speaking a language new
Oozing a sweet essence.

Your Veena resonates across the world
Enchanting one and all