They are making the idol of Durga
I can see,
Glimpse while passing through the way,
The eyes of Bhagawati painted,
The nights will be fragrant
With the Chandipatha,
The recital of the sacred, syllabic
Words and mantras
Chivalrous and invoking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can visualise the mystic atmosphere and the festivity. beautiful poem