CHAPTERXCVIII

chapterxcviii

ii.98.rituphâgunniyarânî

themonthofmarchdrawsnear:ah,whowillunitemetomylover?

howshallifindwordsforthebeautyofmybeloved?forheis

mergedinallbeauty.

hiscolourisinallthepicturesoftheworld,anditbewitches

thebodyandthemind.

thosewhoknowthis,knowwhatisthisunutterableplayofthe

spring.

kabîrsays:"listentome,brother'therearenotmanywhohave

foundthisout."