Today, I remember the event
of the full moon night
in the month of shra'van' (rainy season month).

In my mind appeared the play
amidst living and nonliving entities.
The sky was pleasantly shadowy
and overcast with clouds.

The water toads were full of joy.
The wind was blowing with impulse
and carried the sweet fragrance of the juhi flower.

The impact of consciousness fell on an inert being
when the divine mantra entered my mind.
A new light was bestowed
piercing through the dark fog.