On this cloudy monsoon evening,
Mind goes floating, goes a-sailing.
Both moon and stars covered, with moonlight concealed,
The psychic peacock dances to what sorcery?
At each instant with ambrosia[1] frolics ecstasy;
In the world did a feeling heavenly appear?
Everything on Earth in cadence has been frenzied,
Through a cascade of love overflowing.
The Unknown Traveler came into my mind;
Each and every moment He gave touch of life.
Having made sweetly scented psyche's paradise,
To His import did He couple me.
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I still dance to Your tune.
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