THE LAST RAINS HAD FLED MURMURING ACROSS THE WOODS

The last rains had fled murmuring across the woods,

And the great blue enchantment of the sky

Recovered the deep rapture of its smile.


She had found herself, she knew her being’s aim.

Although her kingdom of marvellous change within

Remained unspoken in her secret breast,

All the lived round her felt it’s magic charm:

– SAVITRI 

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