What remains

(1120)  Sharada nishiithe shephalii sudhate

Late on an autumn night, with the jasmine^[1] nectar,
You had arrived, oh Thou Immaculate!
With a pleasing fragrance, casting a sweet laugh,
Effulgence You did emanate, my Dearest Beloved.

Like the waving kash, my heart You swayed;
In clean white frost, my path You bathed.
Love You'd bestowed, mind You had vanquished;
Innermost, You were my Intimate.

You went away, but Your sweet scent remains;
Many hundreds are the new sensations.
You lavished love, my mind You took;
You left behind matchless recollections.

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