Congratulation

The crown of stars is heavy on the brow of passing night,

Let every candle flicker now and celebrate the light.

​We count the silent winters and the teardrops in the clay,

To whisper this congratulation on tblooming day.

​A stranger walked the desert with a burning in his chest,

Receive the warm congratulation earned by every test.

​The ink has dried upon the scroll, the heavy gates unbar,

Go sing congratulation to the dreamer and the star.

​O Murali, the echoes fade into the quiet breeze,

Yet lasting is congratulation whispered through the trees.