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In plain words
This is the rite of breaking the fast at the close of the vow of the multitude of sorrows; this is a day of heavy rain in the savour of the spreading downpour of great bliss: that my mind, setting all else aside, free of fear, is ever mirrored back in the hymn to the all-pervading Lord, the master who scorched the one of the cruel arrows.