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MIRA AND MAHAVIR
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(Falling at his feet)
My body thus before thee I prostrate,
And crave forgiveness, O thou Lord supreme ! As father with a son, as friend with friend, -
As a lover with his love, so bear with me. MIRA-(Rising from her seat and clasping his feet) Thou
art he indeed ! I have wandered in quest of thec, O Lord, I have wandered in quest of thec. I often dream of thee-thy Flute and peacock-feathered crown.
MAHAVIR--Art thou indeed he ? I have so much to ask,
so much to know.
KRISHNA--Peace, no more-at least for the present,
Now sleep again. Sweet rest and dreamless sleep!
(Alahavir and Mira rise from their knees. Mahavir lies down in his bed, closes his eyes, and falls asleep. Mira slowly goes out to her roon. Krishna and Arjuna gently withdraw, a smile playing on their lips. Soft music fills the room.)
