The heat ever remained high
In Lord Shiva’s forehead eye,
But when Sage Narada came
Cool, this hot eye became.
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Too many memorable lines in these wonderful, poetic passages for me to single out a favorite. But I love your comparison of Dhamayanthi's beauty to the light of a burning lamp. Warmest regards, Sandra
how it would have been painful to Nalan to tell her to garland Indra! you have expressed it well in your lines.