Celebration Of A Bond Poem by rajagopal haran

Agne thwam para yaanavyo
asmaan swati bhirati durgani viswa-Sri Durga Suktam-stanza 2
Meaning:
Thy fire like supreme nine universal forms,
bestow well-being to us
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Oh Angel of my life!
I worship thee as the morning twilight,
That dispels the darkness,
Making way for my auspicious dawn!

Hey Angel of my life!
The echoes emanating from the pots,
When the cowherds churn the curd,
May wake up the mortals
But the sweet love of thy voice,
Silences the senses of this awakened spirit!

Like the bees sucking the honey,
From the lotus of a still pond,
Your care for this forgotten,
Pulls out the skills hidden in the abyss!

I feel like the flag, fluttering on top of a mansion,
Housing you, my Angel,
Trying to touch the Sun in the sky,
When the cool breeze of thy love,
Embraces my soul!

Oh my Angel! Thy questioning face,
Drains deep draughts of me,
With its rapt eyes,
Placating my life forces!

Oh my Angel, an array of wonders,
Your calls are drumbeat of love army,
Hey Doe-eyed girl, feeding on the nectar of trees,
Along thy way to immortality
Bewitch my heart, with a gaze of your vision!

Like Siva, the Master,
Who though wielding a divine might,
Lives on the alms of others,
I may possess all possible under the sky
But to live my life I need thy feet!