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The moon sails the sky-ocean bearing stains, yet radiates light. Similarly, even those with flaws may aim to reflect divine brightness.
Restless women driven by rajas disrupt the virtuous path of the wise, like storms unsettling calm waters.
The wise must refrain from sensual entanglements and instead cultivate virtue to attain detachment and liberation.
Were the moon spotless and pure, even a Brahmin might bow in awe; yet your face, surpassing all, needs no comparison.
O beloved, even the flawed moon cannot match your face’s purity. The tainted cannot challenge the truly radiant.
Though impure waters reflect sunlight, they still shine—just as purity can emerge even from tainted sources.
Let the blemished moon shine, let poison dwell in sandalwood, but your cruelty, O love, is unbearable.
A learned man appears stained by quarrels, just as the moon seems flawed by its blemish or the ocean by its salt.
One who neglects his wife and pursues others invites immediate and continuous downfall through adharma.
A man preoccupied with his wife loses intellect, virtue, and learning—like water in an unbaked pot.
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