Tansen, among Akbar’s Nine Gems, <br />He enriched the Indian music stem. <br />His music with magical topflight, <br />Of its own the lamps could light. <br /> <br />He was the crowning music laureate, <br />Music of his sort none could create. <br />Akbar said, ‘none could you surpass.’ <br />Tansen said, ‘Yes, my Guru Haridas’. <br /> <br />He said, ‘he sings like a free bird, <br />He sings only when his soul spurred. <br />At his pleasure he sings his measures, <br />He sells them not to other’s pleasures. <br /> <br />In his songs Nature sings & glance, <br />He sings only when peacocks dance. <br />In groovy ambiance along the river, <br />Among the bird’s sharp shrill twitter. <br /> <br />Opus of the symphonies of soul, <br />Bliss of the existence he unrolled.’<br /><br />C. P. Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haridas/
