Madhusala

MADHUSALA Very cold is thebower; silent. tutelary shade: the flow of shadowy glitter, pale purple colour. The fall is slow with dynamic glow, murmurous is themovement, The moon: the queen of wanton blue throne: hangs over grey peak that brightens the sprinkle over time and year. Thou art seated with legs immersed in blue water, Temptation spreads the joy: madhusala, Thy breast Rosy and pink wabble with joy, Tender love scatters, From horizon to infinity. Dark cloud is watery deep: heavy floodof love. Mind drops in thy hue; meets the life with new joy: vibranant cold as shabby dew. Mind dessolves in trembling; troubling tune_the madhusala. Tired timberous being is fed With elixier that life brews, The watchful soul of night palys amorous games to bring heaven in soil. Oh dear love! let me sleep in thy light, The mind upon mind, breath on breath to tear the mortal dress with rough invisible warmth; bodiless beings then touch the life - The madhusala.