Colors of joy : Bangles of India

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    Bangles of India
    Some are meet for a maiden's wrist,
    Silver and blue as the mountain mist,
    Some are flushed like the buds that dream
    On the tranquil brow of a woodland stream,
    Some are aglow wth the bloom that cleaves
    To the limpid glory of new born leaves

    Some are like fields of sunlit corn,
    Meet for a bride on her bridal morn,
    Some, like the flame of her marriage fire,
    Or, rich with the hue of her heart's desire,
    Tinkling, luminous, tender, and clear,
    Like her bridal laughter and bridal tear.

    Some are purple and gold flecked grey
    For she who has journeyed through life midway,
    Whose hands have cherished, whose love has blest,
    And cradled fair sons on her faithful breast,
    And serves her household in fruitful pride,
    And worships the gods at her husband's side.

    From Sarojini Naidu's "The Bangle Seller"

    1. Radha_M 67 months ago | reply

      Beautiful colors! Lovely photo :)

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