Basant Panchami..

O eyes sparkled to a new glow
In the lap of the yellow hue of bliss
Fortifying each particle of life so anew
As if it was nothing but nature's best kiss.

Smells of freshness spread its wings wide
Filling pockets of life to another threshold of activity
That soared the heart to an eclectic tide
Flowing back & forth in indefinable gaiety.

Days come & go but you hold your own
Every time guiding the spirit of fortitude
To blend beautifully that none can disown
but adapt to its gentle & serene quietude.