एक वृक्षे समारूढ़ा नानावर्ण विहंगमा:।
प्रभाते दिक्षु गच्छतिन्त तत्रा का परिवेदना ।।
Ekvrikshe Samaaroodhaa Naanaavarnavihangamaah |
Prabhaae Dikshu Gaachahathi Tara Ka Parvedanaa ||
Many hued birds, seated on a tree, leave for different directions in the morning. What is there to grieve about?
All get separated in the world after meeting each other. Thus separation is the regular feature of the world. Why should this cause any grief?
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