In Dew haze covers the Earth;
Plants do not smile with mirth.
Creatures derive displeasure;
Sun shrine reveals the beauty of Nature.
Occasional rain falls in the morn;
In sun beam beauteous looks the dawn.
Sun ray brings pleasure;
Beauteous is the cosy lap of Nature.
Women pray god delightfully;
Sing His Glory gaily.
He is everywhere;
Plays in the lap of Nature.
Women pray god on Monday;
It’s a beauteous August day.
Offer fragrant blossoms, flowers;
God contents honest devotee’s desires.
Temples allure women, men in morn;
The shrine is spectacular in the dawn.
God blessth devotees on the altar;
Satisfies honest devotee’s desire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem