Translation
Slowly and quietly entering into my heart and mind -
Taking over, wrapping, encasing my whole existence like the sky around.
Neither words nor rules - nor is a need for any rituals.
The flowers of dedication are offered only with the purity and devotion of the heart.
Just the talks can not bring any change - or make a difference - my friends.
The garden of life is adorned and aromatized only with one's actions and deeds.
Everyone simply keeps repeating what they have heard from others.
And keep convincing others - what they do not even understand themselves.
Look - those tales of the selfless, unconditional love of Radha and Krishna -
are still being recalled and recited all over the world today.
Though never promise to meet -
and yet - keep coming in the dreams so often.
The differences, conflicts, and disputes within one's home should not be made public.
Such issues should be resolved by sitting together at home
(in friendly manners with mutual love and respect).
One can not make a place in someone's heart just by asking or demanding -
Homes in hearts are only built through love and respect.
So true and beautifully expressed!
ReplyDeleteWah! Excellent poetry!
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ReplyDeleteWonderful elaboration on the subject🙏🌹
ReplyDeleteExcellent ji 🙏
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