(1173) Jyotsna bhara raunin rate
On a multicolored night awash with moonlight,
Wings outspread, Who are You that arrived?
Observing You in my mind, it seems that I recognize;
Then maya's lampblack You applied.
In whispers the screwpine speaks:
"Such a chameleon is my Darling!
Always He feigns a man who is near;
But, any time, He goes into hiding."
The honeybee with words so sweet,
Humming in a way that's heartening,
Intimates: "Even though He's concealed,
Embrace is granted when implored persistently."
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He can hide, but He can't slip away.
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