The Dark One Is Krishna – Mirabai

Thick overhead 

clouds of the monsoon, 

a delight to this feverish heart. 

Season of rain, 

season of uncontrolled whispers—the Dark One’s returning! 

O swollen heart, 

O sky brimming with moisture— 

tongued lightning first 

and then thunder, 

convulsive spatters of rain 

and then wind, chasing the summertime heat. 
Mira says: Dark One, 

I’ve waited— 

it’s time to take my songs 

into the street.

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