CHAPTERXCVIII
chapterxcviii
ii.98.rituphâgunniyarânî
themonthofmarchdrawsnear:ah,whowillunitemetomylover?
howshallifindwordsforthebeautyofmybeloved?forheis
mergedinallbeauty.
hiscolourisinallthepicturesoftheworld,anditbewitches
thebodyandthemind.
thosewhoknowthis,knowwhatisthisunutterableplayofthe
spring.
kabîrsays:"listentome,brother'therearenotmanywhohave
foundthisout."