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  Shanti : Wild Grace

it's time to take my songs into the street

Shanti said Oct 4, 2007, 1:01 PM:
 

Thick overhead clouds of the monsoon, a delight to this feverish heart.”
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Thick overhead
clouds of the monsoon,
a delight to this feverish heart.
Season of rain,
season of uncontrolled whispers—the Dark One's returning!
O swollen heart,
O sky brimming with moisture—
tongued lightning first
and then thunder,
convulsive spatters of rain
and then wind, chasing the summertime heat.

Mira says: Dark One,
I've waited—
it's time to take my songs
into the street.

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[The “dark one” is Krishna:]