Keepशरदीवाम्बरादभ्रमदभ्रं मम चेतसः ।विभो व्यपगतं सर्वं तृष्णाख्यं तन्महातमःIn plain wordsAs in autumn the great mass of cloud clears from the sky, so, O lord, that whole great darkness called thirst has gone utterly from my mind.