My sky-kissing pride

(115)  Varasar rate tumi esechile, rajaniigandha vane

On a rainy night, You had come
Into the tuberose^[1] grove.
I had been in a huff,
Setting bolt upon home;
In a tiny nook I'd bode.

Storm after storm has come;
Blow after blow has been endured.
Yet all night long, without sleep You'd gone,
In concert with the tune.

The rain's come down in torrents;
Gust after gust of wind's been felt.
Yet all night long, without sleep You'd gone,
In sweet love's attraction.

On a night of storm You had come
Into the tuberose grove.
I had been inattentive,
Setting bolt upon home;
The tuberose knows.

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