Bliss Bountiful Poem by Indira Renganathan

To be blessed is to watch the trees
Their blossoms when they shed fresh
Chirrups and tweets metering coherent
Ecstasy-adorned mind sings forth joyously
This moment, this showering Bakula flowers
O'bountiful, bountiful..smitten and crazy

Carpeted aroma this tuned melodic to
Bharathi's once sung breezy dulcet words
'Eththanai kodi inbam vaiththaai-yengal
Iraiva, iraiva, iraiva'...and
Look, how my english spirit humming it
'Ho, bountiful happiness gifted Thee-our
God, o'God, o'God'..

And to continue when you ask me
Hunting my heart in this floral pleasance..
Out with those elysian words humming for you..

'Chiththinai achiththudan inaithaai-angu
Serum ayimbhoothathu viyanulakamaiththaai
Aththanai ulakamum varnakalanjiyam
Aaga palapala nal azhagugal samaiththaai'

'Soul in body infused-thereon
Founded five-elemental creations
All Thine nature arrayed colourful
O' plenteous beauty created Thee'

Now sweet little punches, Bakula commanding
And your anxious smile gestures 'sing'
Signing not to go abrupt..therefore

'Mukthi yendroru nilai samaiththaai-angu
Muzhudhinai unarum unarvamaiththaai
Bhakthi yendroru nilai vakuththaai-yengal
Parama, Parama, Parama'

'Salvation Thee classed up-thereon
To cherish bestowed the spirit on
Devotional trance Thee induced-our
God, o'God, o'God'

Now in her fragrant mood Bakula pouring, pouring
Let our perfumed hearts sing
'Yeththanai koti inbam vaiththaai...'
'Ho, bountiful happiness gifted Thee...'