Peacock Green - The Eighth Day Of Navratri

In the realm of colors, vivid and bright,

Lies a shade, aglow with celestial light,

Peacock green, a hue of desires held dear,

On the eighth day of Navratri, it does appear.

In the tapestry of life, it finds its place,

A beacon of hope, a touch of grace,

A promise of dreams, fulfilled in due time,

In the emerald realm of this shade so prime.

As dawn breaks, the world dons this hue,

A symbol of faith, forever anew,

In the hearts of the faithful, it gleams with might,

Guiding their wishes through day and night.

Within its depths, a story unfolds,

Of aspirations, wrapped in secrets untold,

Whispers of dreams, carried on wings,

By the color that Navratri's eighth day brings.

Each prayer, each chant, each fervent plea,

Rides on the back of this green symphony,

To the Goddess, it carries the devotees' song,

A melody of hopes, both fervent and strong.

The peacock, majestic, in vibrant array,

Dances in rhythm, on this sacred day,

Its feathers, a fanfare of dreams taking flight,

Under the canvas of Navratri's green light.

In gardens and fields, where nature's at play,

The leaves and the grasses, in reverence sway,

To the tune of the green, a promise they share,

That desires fulfilled, are always in air.

For green is the color of life's endless flow,

Of growth and of harvest, in its gentlest glow,

It cradles the dreams, nurtures them true,

Till they blossom in splendor, resplendent and new.

On this eighth day, in the heart of the feast,

When prayers are recited, and hopes are released,

Peacock green stands as a beacon of cheer,

A promise that wishes shall soon draw near.

So let us embrace this color divine,

With hope in our hearts, like a sacred shrine,

For on this eighth day of Navratri's bright scene,

Peacock green whispers: "Your desires are seen."