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Change…
A beautiful change has set in. Our blue
planet has turned around with an aspiration to embrace itself with multitude of
colours. A grand tree stands rooted to the soil. Gently, it responds to this
change by flowering variety of blossoms. This vibrant response of the trees,
announces the coming of a friendly season, of Spring - Vasantha.
Rainbow…
A conscious place exists on the earth. Her
atmosphere is woven with miracles. The colours in her floral gardens reflect Mother’s
smile. She has a little water fountain, a very beautiful one with water drops
dancing to silent music. A marriage of droplets with the sunshine brings forth
a secret rainbow – very secret, one has to look very closely – with a vive of
colours in it. I stood there one day, closely watching it, heart filled with
wonder.
Holi…
Little Krishna comes running, with his silver
anklet bells jingling, a splash of colours in his hand. Radha with her gopis
wait under a big banyan tree and His colourful splash answers their call. Bathed
in a mix of colours, they dance joyously with a little light glowing in the
center. A celebration we bring in to our lives as Holi…
Colours, the sheer joy in watching them
being played with – in the painting of sky at dawn and dusk, flowers decorated
with love at altar, in the palette of the painter, in the rangoli drawn with
skilful hands, wings of a butterfly– rang,Kitni
rang!…striking chords of imagination in a child’s mind.
With devotion, we touch on the colours in
Mother’s symbol – the passionate violet of Generosity, the humble green of
Gratitude, the bold red of Courage – all these adorn our inner temple with
vibrancy, giving space to develop in us a childlike trust towards Her.
Lines from Savitri welcoming Spring:
Then Spring, an
ardent lover, leaped through leaves
And caught the
earth-bride is his eager clasp;
His advent was a
fire of irised hues,
His arms were a
circle of the arrival of joy.
His coming
brought the magic and the spell;
At his touch
life’s tired heart grew glad and young;
He made joy a
willing prisoner in her breast.
-
Book 4, Canto 1
The above picture
is Valley of Flowers at Uttaranchal, India. Mother Ganges flows through the
place. It is an enchanted valley that sings and celebrates the Spring season. Image is sourced from
http://www.onetikk.com/blog/1195/valley-of-flowers/
With Gratitude,
Sandhya
*The pictures of butterfly
and Holi are from google images
*The fountain is the one at
Matrimandir gardens and taken from facebook.
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