The golden rays of the morning Sun,
After making a circumambulation
At the eastern mountain temple,
Reached the bough of my mango tree,
In the early hours of the day,
To mark on its forehead with
The sandal wood glow.
(Inspiration: While observing the sunrays on my mango tree in the early morning.)
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