CANTO: MONSOON
"The approaching season of Rain, dear love,
Comes like a king in pride of power.
The rain-laden clouds are its rutting war elephants;
The lambent flashes of lightning
Serve for its streaming pennons.
And the reverberating thunder
the rattle of its kettle-drums;
It is hailed by a host of lovers
As the royal cavalcade is acclaimed
By crowds of supplicants"
Ritusamhara, Kalidasa
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Loving You Through Lifetimes
Literatura romàntica"They think they can separate us by condemning us to rebirths" he said, voice shaking with emotion, he pressed his forehead against mine, "Well, they are wrong! It does not matter how many rebirths they condemn me to, I will never forget you and I k...
