Saturday, 10 March 2012


Trees are in their flower-blooms and yields,
With tender leaves and green foliage, and
With the worship of Lord RadhaKrishna,
We move with songs of Rabindranath,
"Ore Bhai Phagun Legechhe Bone Bone..."
(O dear brother, graceful colors touch all the woods...)
And we all dance with gesture of love
With songs, Bhajans,  that fill the earth to praise spring,
So as to give birth of love that is immortal
And it is like showing of love of Lord Krishna
To his beloved, Lord Radha, in this Doljatra.

We all move with hope and songs of love,
In small groups people, ten or less or more, 
Passing through villages, towns, meadows, 
Save what it is love, with joy and dance,
And we are all here to know one another
In colors of love we do spread over the earth
Without animosity and jealousy,
And we are here to celebrate Holi
In the saga of Radha and Krishna
With all colors, red, green, yellow and more,
In the way of love that we all intend to have,
And we lively spread colors to all groups of people,
Who also are celebrating Holi,
And we are all on the way to address
The love with vibrant colors, with luster
That may bring more success upon this earth,
And at the end we do not feel insecurity, 
And we will sit at grand feast, distributing sweets for love.

Holi, Holi, it is forward reach of love and fun. 


  1. I'm not familiar with the religion or ceremonies but the love and warmth I feel from what you wrote brightens my day.

  2. Hello.
    I've never actually been a part of Holi, but I've seen some wonderful photos this week with lots of color & most importantly laughs...something the world needs more of.
    Thanks for sharing.

    Thirsting For Your Love