Incense enhances devotion;
Soul is blessed with Divine benediction.
Mind is rapt in meditation;
Beauteous is the serene creation.
Divine pervades on the altar;
Poet enchants with peace, pleasure.
Fragrance pervades in the air;
Soul drinks the nectar of peace, pleasure.
Fragrance of Jasmines pervades in air;
Mind is detached from worldly affair.
Remains in the world of peace;
Derives Divine Bliss.
Silence reigns in morn;
Beauteous is the lovely dawn.
Perfume pervades everywhere;
Mind enchants with pleasure.
Poet derives peace in Divine creation;
Mind is filled with Divine Benediction.
Surrenders on the Lotus Feet;
Enchants with Divine Delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem