When it is flowing within my spirit,
I get to pen down a fragrant note
The tune seems simple to charm my entire cells
So as to calm down the rhythm of my heart beats
Nothing able to cease me from humming
These rare ragas having sheer fragrance
When I dared to undo my shielding veil
Wings sprouted to my handicapped soul
Though it’s futile to hope for
Some wonder at this peak moment
I keep weaving colorful dreams
Being not bothered of their realizations
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When it is flowing within my spirit, I get to pen down a fragrant note...beautiful two lines...love...nalini