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74 / Bhai .Vir Singh
Your flowers have decayed,
And drooped are their heads.
Like a mother partedfrom herchild,
The trees, sans fruit and flower,
Seem soaked in sorrow.
The leaves have changed their colour,
And theyare droppingwith every airysurge. 1
This autumnal note represented no change in the basic
attitude of the poet. His poetic values were unchangeable.
They proceeded from a spiritual ideal which was beyond the
limitations of a finite, conditionedexistence--anidealthrough
which sensitive and evolved souls in all times and in all
countries have sought expression. This poetry may be lacking
in social significance. But it has that elemental beauty, that
rare creativequalityandthatuniversalityofappealwhichhave
been the marks of the most genuine utterance of the human
spirit.
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1. "Mashobra" in Mere Saiyan leo, p. 35.
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