Offering of huge waterhouse
Rust of what mind distilled
wow! this humble
Rains into the skinny web pervaded
May not dreams get doors
May acquatic eye comes
wet dark
Me, this vital saint of two lines
buzzing
crystallises into slight
Decomposing hardly brew the rice
Translated by: Radheshyam Ghosh
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