The rain has come
My beloved has come
Darkly they come
Both beautiful darkly
they come
from the four directions
darkly
directionless
to my home
The forest puts out a flame
The peacock, a feather
The deer darts through darkly
The koel! Cries out her heart
And then the rain
Beautiful incomparable dark
the eyes of my beloved
The cloud, the rain pouring
darkly, darkly in my home
Who sees him is his
Who am I? Darkly I’m pouring too
for him! Lightly, he receives!
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In My Sunset Marriage
from The Heart in Hiding (1996)
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