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70 / <strong>Bhai</strong> <strong>Vir</strong> <strong>Singh</strong><br />
objects like flowers, birds and trees. Characters from the<br />
romantic lore of Punjab such as Heer and Ranjha, Sassi and<br />
Punnu, Sohni and Mahiwal became living figures of flesh and<br />
blood in his fancy and theyhelpedin giving a concrete shape<br />
to the outpourings of his soul. Sometimes places of history<br />
such as Guru Gobind <strong>Singh</strong>'s shrine at Paonta Sahib, on the<br />
bank of the Jamuna, the Qutab and Roshan Ara's mausoleum<br />
laid hold of his imagination, touching it with earthly reality.<br />
His deeply cultivated intellect and instinct for form kept<br />
his emotion in control and moulded it into well-defined and<br />
easily recognizable patterns. He had a natural gift of music.<br />
The liquid harmonies of hisversefell gentlyandsoothinglyon<br />
thesoul. Manyofhis smallerpoemshad,inhislifetime, be<strong>com</strong>e<br />
partofPunjab's popularpoetictradition: suchwastheirnatural<br />
grace, music and finish.<br />
I growlowthat my springmay remain obscured.<br />
I hide myself in the hills that no envious eye may look<br />
upon me.<br />
I have taken my <strong>com</strong>plexion from the skies,<br />
And itis ofno loudhue;<br />
I came into the world begging the gift of humility from<br />
my Creator.<br />
I drink heavenly dew andfeed onthe sun's ray,<br />
And I playwith the moonbeam by night.<br />
I live happily enwrappedin my ownfragrance<br />
And feel shyof meetingthe beebyday.<br />
Whenthewinds <strong>com</strong>e blowingsportivelyto twine round<br />
me,<br />
I shake not my head, nor produce a sound.<br />
It is my wish to remain unknown and thus to cease in<br />
anonymity. 1<br />
This is the song of the Banafsha flower on a Kashmiri<br />
hillside. But it renders the poet's own mood of tremulous joy,<br />
his vaguehopethathe maynot be deprived ofthisfelicity and<br />
his desire for an humble, anonymous existence. Humility and<br />
1. "Banafsha da Phul" in LahirHulare, pp. 33-34<br />
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