The Returned Lover
Gouache on Artboard
4.75" x 6.75"
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The Returned lover
O friend
There is no end to my joy!
My lover is home forever.
The pain I suffered
for the heartless moon,
ended in bliss.
My eyes live on his face.
You may fill my pockets with gold
but I will never let him go again.
He is my shelter in the rain,
my ferry boat on the river,
he is my warmth
when the winter is hard,
cool breeze in the summer.
Nothing else I need.
(Vidyapati)
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