The designers of Paris say Mdvanii is an immortal muse who lives in the heart of every artist From her chair she imparts ideas to a grand couturier expecting nothing in return Sitting on a silk seat containing the feathers of Zeús’eagle The legs made from the crushed material of diamonds She sees her master [...]

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Īshwar and his lover saved Bhūmī-Devī from persecution, thus the many arts of mankind blossomed like the mallikā Everywhere the delightful scent of Svargáloka encircled the minds of unimaginative men and women Thrusting them into a fantasy of a guarded jungle with celestial flowers and rivers endlessly flowing towards the sunset! Blue butterflies follow the [...]

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I Īshwar was born from the heart of Sarasvatī-Devī As a white-skinned boy smiling so sweetly His power lay in the strings of his mother’s vīṇā plucked for her amusement Nāga flowers cover the surface of the shiny jackwood kudam Sniff along the dandi etched with the sacred words for Gāyatrī-Devī It is the scent [...]

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She walks into the banquet room of the Château de Versailles feeling out of place Such a refined lady with skin as soft as a doe’s coat Pearls that dangle above her swan-like neck Eyes so tranquil, flutter like butterflies in a garden A woman who floats from room to room unaware of everyone’s presence [...]

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