Thick overhead <br />clouds of the monsoon, <br />a delight to this feverish heart. <br />Season of rain, <br />season of uncontrolled whispers---the Dark One's returning! <br />O swollen heart, <br />O sky brimming with moisture--- <br />tongued lightning first <br />and then thunder, <br />convulsive spatters of rain <br />and then wind, chasing the summertime heat. <br /> <br />Mira says: Dark One, <br />I've waited--- <br />it's time to take my songs <br />into the street.<br /><br />Mirabai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dark-one-is-krishna/
