(95) Candanaviithi kuyasay dhaki
Shrouding lines of sandalwood with mist,
And darkening the light of dawn,
You have come with concept of newness,
Assuming an awesome form.
Having cloaked in gloom familiar routes,
All sweetness keeping hidden,
Winter transitions have begun,
Carrying affliction.
On the far bank of darkness
Stay sunrays 'bruptly halted.
Then for but a brief moment,
The Lord of Light opens His eyes,
And makes black fog meet infinite.
Winter comes, my cousin, and so the light does rise,
Causing all things to become more and more fine.
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