When i take a walk
out in the garden,
the appearance of flowers,
blossoming out of the plant
which is their home,
is a reason of bliss
for my heart.

And in this human town,
that is our world,
the presence of babies,
little and lovely,
with their magical,
meaningless,
and often mysterious
giggles,
and more than that,
with their sunlight-like souls,
pure and prosperous,
spreads brightness
in the hearts of the household.

Such a world
is nothing less than
a splendid garden in itself.

-Krish Light