PENSIERO DEL GIORNO-THOUGHT OF THE DAY

La primavera nei versi sanscriti....

Spring's Loveliness with woman's wiles acquainted, with flowers of Tilaka adorned her head,

Made beauty-spots of clinging bees, and painted fresh mango-blossom lips with morning-red...

When, in the forest of their meditation, the holy hermits saw the untimely spring,

Their mind were hard-pressed to resist temptation, to keep their thoughts from Love's imagining...

From the same flower-cup which his love had savoured the black bee sipped the nectar as a kiss;

While the black doe,by her own consort favoured,scratched by his antlers, closed her eyes in bliss...

from Kalidasa's Kumara-Sambhava