For the time I live and for the days on its count Remarkably, on a scenic ambience I crave to harvest seven notes from the ocean of divine music, to play on my seven stringed Veena My fingers move ascent and descent on those seven strings to pulsate a melodic surprise
From the seven notes on scales low and high variants I tug my fingers on strings to formulate a mesmerizing musical format From the seven marvels and from The seventy two fundamental Melodic modes I want to Compile a unique symphony.
White lotus petals hold my dreams And a goddess steers me In a haven, I want to sit and Play my Veena to stimulate Divine music garnered from Knowledge of melodies ' Sama Veda
