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These physicians are harsh like summer days, more unbearable than the pain of separation, drying the spirit with excessive desire.
The thunder-laden clouds, tied like elephants in formation, strike the earth with their downpours, lifting it as if with silver cords by Indra’s comma...
These birds, though water dwellers, do not dive in—just as the timid in battle never truly immerse themselves in the fight.
The monsoon clouds, dark and fragrant, play with cool breezes and streaking lightning like a beloved embracing her lover in the sky’s romantic drama.
The sky, dulled by moist leaves and shrouded in clouds, seems exhausted like an elephant struck by rain. Moonlight, like a golden lamp, is suddenly sn...
When the clouds roar and flash like wounded elephants, the deceitful mind takes them as symbols of grief—throwing salt into wounds by remembering the ...
With Ganges waters, darkened eyes, and ornaments like blue lotuses, the earth is adorned under the cool rays of the moon as if wearing divine jewels.
What use are many pleasures? True glory lies in the one—the serpent Shesha—who bears the cosmos and adorns Shiva’s chest where Lakshmi once resided.
With scented breezes stealing fragrances from flowers and even from elephant temples, joy bursts as bees bring spring’s sweetness from all directions.
If surrounded by such moist clay, one can estimate water’s depth using one’s hand—a symbolic reference to gauging depth through simple means.
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