'The tender green grass of the forest is shining with rainwater, the peacocks are having dance festival and the forests look more enchanting in the afternoon. [4-28-21]
'The huge rumbling clouds on the high mountain peaks carry heavy load of water. Now they rest and now resume their journey accompanied by herons. [4-28-22]
'The happy rows of herons flying in the sky to meet the clouds, appear like a long garland of choice white lotuses strung together hanging in the sky. [4-28-23]
'The earth shines with fresh grown, tender grass speckled here and there with small Indragopa insects. It appears like a woman wearing a parrot green veil sprinkled with red lac dye. [4-28-24]
'Sleep steals over Lord Visnu. The rivers run swiftly to the sea, the female herons fly to catch the clouds joyfully. The young bride eagerly approaches her dear lord. (It is believed that Lord Visnu goes to sleep during chaturmasya, ie. from Asarh to Kartik). [4-28-25]