795. You are the sweetness in milk,
the brightness of precious gold,
and the freshness of green moss.
You have the dark color of bees
that drink honey and fly around ponds.
You are the four seasons.
Why does the world not understand the grace of Thirumāl?
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(The words may be rearranged to facilitate conversion from poetry to prose (Aṉvayam). Please read the meanings (in black) continuously to form the sentence and understand the simplified meaning based on the Divyārtha Dīpikai for the verse.)