O' sprite full Maia, come attire our lands with your boundless prize-
Of joyful swelling by the nature's pleasing bloom,and green surprise,
To sprout a floral bedding,round the yards and shades for worthy dales;
And birds will spin their adorned bowers over the dewy boughs and vales.
Hail! to you goddess, deck the forest’s lingering beauty, thus come:
Let streams to flow across the thick and- bushy meadows over your prime,
For hawthorn white and lilies to bud, and converse fragrance in air,
To wind down our minds with breezes- blow,groovy lifts cool us lighter.
Mid mate of months, come and show your
primeval splendor and glee,
While south is praising vintager’s autumn,
North's propitious spring does fly,
And make the country lush with garden- fruits,the sweetest scents they spray,
To fill each rose with flavors long,
for all the ardent grooms they pray!
Come Glitter, glitter ***** rays-,
and sun is warm in moderate mood;
Behold! the coming of her-,
bees gathered among the newly buds
Nithin Purple from 'Halcyon Wings.'
Maia— Greek goddess of May month
Hawthorn—A spring-flowering shrub or small tree of the genus Crataegus.
Vintager—A person who harvests grapes for making wine.
***** rays—Attraction of sunlight towards flowers, showing a dependency.
*Sprite—Middle English: alteration of sprit, a contraction of spirit.
Dedicated one to goddess of may month ‘Maia’ to cuddle the nature, with lush and ripeness to the fruits, month with joy and surprise, the sprouting time and for vintages they welcome her as a fortune which cleaves the fertile paths, the fecund grounds, hills and dales you can see here, attracting me too, And array of forests, and its hill sides. Written with an imaginary wing, ‘May’ goddess can the best surprise towards this and enamored many are lives here. This poem also gives a brief idea of two climates at different regions, South and North.