When you rest in my arms by counting the stars.

I prefer not to reveal the sense of the poem through description

Bhava Lahari excitedly sensed sky,

Created Amrita in mayaloka,

To encircle sphere through precipitation

Where Apsara has wore colorful earrings

Sparge drops are blushing for her appearance,

And stolen the heart of esoteric.

 

Channelized the non " challent,

Visionised completeness of swapnas

Witnessing the zephyr in twilight

Initiated the sparkle

Created new chapters

Being Adhyapaki in writing black and white

 

For our marriage, moonlight is a Mantapa

Elders blessing is a flute rhythm

When  Saptasagaras agreeing to be guests

Stars are narrating shastras,

New season of effulgence has begun

While Honnuru Devatas are witnessing.

 

For your unprecedented Soundarya

My Manas is a mirror

Vishwasa is a Varamaala

Heartbeat is a ring

My Kavyas are pearltrinket,

And Lokaateeta Atmasakshi is Mangalasutra.

 

 

In a tour of Vishesha Anuraaga,

We experience  sukha dukhas

In a gruha of Varnashrama

I satishfy when my shravana embraces the wave of your happiness

Very meaningfully the ship of life runs,

When you rest in my arms by counting the stars.

Author's Note

"It was translated from a Kannada book "Payanigana Kavyagalu"