Summertime
Sitting in the shade of a mango tree
Under ripe and full fragrant fruits
Mellow breezes willow and gentle
Make the skirts on the line scuttle
Every soul in the forest is alive in glee
Rifling leaves fall onto the grassy ground
The sun is brilliant gaily shinning on smiling faces
Inside the shade taking in cool fragrant wind
My body lay in the grassy field gently
Entering stasis in the ambience of the gods
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