This autumn evening came today. The shefa’lii flower bloomed, the moonlight smiled. In
the garden, new oscillations have started. In the clear sky, there are a few white clouds
in the full river there is no force of flood, the green grass smiles with overflowing
restlessness, the shivering of winter has started. Full of flowering tall grasses, the
earth is a congregation of beauty. In soft breeze, a’ta’ and va’ta’vii floral
essence is present. All have forgotten the worldly load of sorrows, frenzied with the
spirit of festivity.