In plain words
The sun seems gentle now; the days have grown short; the cold wind bites sharper; in the fields, by the dim moonlight of night, the farmers threshing the heaps lift their voices and have begun to sing their songs; on the hemp fields the yellow flowers have strung their strands of pearls; the ripe chillies take on a gleam of vermilion, the marigolds open out their faces, and, setting a wealth of grain in our homes, in Puṣya, the gracious month, the festival of Sankrānti has come in splendour.
Embodiments of the divine Ātma!
It is Manas that must change, not the man
In the world many people go on teaching and spreading the word about divinity. From ancient times this sacred spiritual truth has been taught and spread in Bhārata, and yet the mind of man has not risen to a higher level in the least. What must change is Manas, not the man. What must change is character, not clothes. ‘Yad dṛśyaṃ tan naśyam.’ In the outer world everything keeps on changing. What changes is impermanent; what does not change is Satya.