[1]. Translated by Griffiths.
Here is an equally graphic description of rain, from the same poem:—
‘Who is this that driveth near,
Heralded by sounds of fear?
Red his flag the lightning’s glare
Flashing through the murky air.
Pealing thunder for his drums—
Royally the monarch comes.
See! he rides amid the crowd,
On his elephant of cloud