The Celestial Artwork
Baisakh (April) is so pleasant, The branches blossom with new leaves. The soul-bride yearns to see the Lord at her door. Come, O Lord, and take pity on me! - Bara Mah - Guru Nanak Dev Ji April is the month of new leaves, ripening wheat and birdsong. The bare branches of trees bloom in to hues of reds and greens as leaves burst forth from bare branches. Bougainvillea explodes into colours as birds sing their nesting songs. This is the time when Mr. God sneaks in and paints everything in myriad hues of divinity. Winters are over and summer approaches. Plants and trees erupt into a riot of colour. Mulberries are laden with luscious purple fruit. Ants, flies, bees, birds and squirrels flock to the trees gorging on fruit or each other. A bee eater in his robes of green, red cardinal’s cap and kohl lined eyes meditates on a branch. Suddenly it darts at an unsuspecting bee flying by and breaks his