Angels at places blessed ~by Ramasubba Rao Gandikota

 

 

Angels at places blessed

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Angels those places love
Where free blows the breeze and fresh
And all seems so beautiful
As if that world of sweet singing birds
And of whispering tender leaves rustling
Of streams flowing with profound ease
Were nowhere else but here!
Blessedness seems at once a great thing,
Knowing no withering
Whatever season is succeeding
Whatever other season
And burdens that a mundane routine knows
Are conspicuous by absence
At these places!
Angels, having said all these,
Seem returning to their sauntering,
So much more refreshed!