Monsoon Magic!

The monsoon clouds, with laden rains

Show lovely greens, on mountains dense

Gushing streams, and waterfalls

The magic weaves, enthralling all!

कल्लोळ कल्लोळ

कल्लोळ कल्लोळ कल्लोळ कल्लोळ

चाले समुद्रीं हा अखंड गोंधळ

जाणे जो जाणे हे पाणी चि केवळ

ज्ञानी तो ज्ञानी हरिमाउली बोल

This small poem is based on the Adwait philosophy taught by Saint Dnyaneshwar. Loosely translated, it means :

There are waves and waves on the ocean

Their random actions, sort of continous chaos

The one who knows that it is water and water only

He really knows, he really knows, as has been said by Hari Mauli
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Unending waves, on the oceans roll
Their random acts, chaos controlled
Who sees it through, as water core
Alone he 'knows', thus saints have told!

The Curtain White

Dense and dark, the forest brings

The surging river, spotless clean

The curtain white, over the face of rock

Oh! What a sight, the waterfall!

Water Water Everywhere!

The ocean vast and rising waves

Crashing strong with surf and spray
See through it to really know
Its water and water all alone!

भगवंताने मेघ धाडिले

भगवंताने मेघ धाडिले

काळे निळे तें जळें जांभळे

पर्जन्याचें सरीं भिजाले

ओले चिंब हे विश्व आघवे

This is a small poem I wrote in Marathi, my mother tongue. Its difficult to capture the same in English, but very loosely translated it means:

God has sent the clouds that are

Black and blue, and watery violet

The rain showers have wetted now

Fully drenched, the entire world