Be it Summer or Spring

Even when leaves don’t Swing

Palash blooms on forbidden branches

Even when dried, Palash becomes the essence of Holi πŸŽ‡

It’s His Grace only…..

Ohhh Tathagat let this soul be offered as the Palash flower’s at your Lotus feet πŸ΅οΈπŸ΅οΈπŸ΅οΈπŸ™πŸ’“πŸ™