amaryllis (/ˌæməˈrɪlɪs/[1]) – bears the name of the shepherdess in virgil's pastoral eclogues. it stems from the greek ἀμαρύσσω (amarysso), meaning "to sparkle", and it is rooted in "amarella" for the bitterness of the bulb. the common name, "naked lady", comes from the plant's pattern of flowering that blooms when the foliage dies. in the victorian language of flowers, it means "radiant beauty".
a poem for Kṛṣṇa Janmāṣṭamī… 
luster
burnt with longing,
i am a river scorched
by the summer sun
shimmering haze of light,
my swithered heart
i find you in the pause
i have not seen heaven
but i have seen moon’s luster
dripping onto your hips
he who dwells in my heart
is the white lord of pandharpur,
the one who plays
monsoon one,
your waist is my altar
there is no need
for pearls
when you are there
wishing beautiful celebrations to everyone! Jai Śrī Kṛṣṇa, the enchanter of the heart!
the whisper of your name, Beloved,
coats my heart in molten gold
and enfolds my core in aureate luster.
in the whisper of your name, Beloved,
my eyes shine like rhinestones
and my teeth gleam like pearls.
i adorn myself with your name, Beloved.
i wear you, the most precious gem,
as empresses wear their lavish jewels.
what is the need for riches,
when Keśava rests on my tongue?
🦚 “molten gold”, poem inspired by a delicious full moon meditation on Hanumān Jayanti at @sabda_institute & originally shared in our Śabda Sangha. below, the beautiful painting: “Madhava” by Dhrti Das & Ramdas Abhiram Das.
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