Thursday, March 8, 2012

Hain Sabse Madhur Woh Geet Jinhe..

Teach us, sprite or bird,
          What sweet thoughts are thine:
        I have never heard
          Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
       We look before and after,
          And pine for what is not:
        Our sincerest laughter
          With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
        Yet if we could scorn
     Hate, and pride, and fear;
        If we were things born
          Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
        Teach me half the gladness
          That thy brain must know—
        Such harmonious madness
          From my lips would flow,
The world should listen then, as I am listening now!

~ Percy Shelley (extract from To a Skylark)



harsh said...

Excellent shot as well as the info about the song & the story behind.

Ajit said...

Brilliant pic & the bird is simply beautiful.

Anonymous said...

what a beauty.....well captured! Ashwini

Ashok Maheshwari said...

This is simply wonderful. More power to you.