The Hindu Calendar
The earth smiles in flowers
as Chaitra heralds with joy
the birth of Lord Rama.
Vaishakha sun smiles bright,
promising cornucopia
on Akshay Tritiya.
Jyeshtha’s parched lips,
chanting Vishnu’s thousand names,
burn lifelong sins.
The dark Ashadha clouds
rain rivulets of delight.
Devotees throng Puri.
Green succulence paints
the chunris of womenfolk
swinging Sravana jhoola.
Bhadra skies are dark;
Yamuna swells to kiss the feet
of baby Krishna.
Ashvin’s moonbeams adorn
each form of Navdurga,
lighting lamps within.
Cool Karthik winds charm
the fragrant hearts of parijat;
Lord Ram comes back home.
Margashirsha’s mild sun —
seeking Krishna as a groom,
girls weave marigold haar.
Granaries brim full
in Pausha’s hush before spring;
hearths hum with promises.
Magha’s saffron tides
call pilgrims for sacred rites,
as Ganga flows on.
Palaash blooms ignite —
Radha blushes in delight,
Krishna’s Phalguna.
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