64 and they met like light inside light and Rama was riding a hill with four white tusks all ablaze and Lakshamana with him and they approached in fluttering waves of white and dazzling burning flowers and she flew up to him and they touched and her hands flew further up to touch the sun and moon one for each and they stayed there unmoving high over Lanka And again in a dream 1 saw Rama bathed in shining white folds and flying flowers and Lakshamana with him in a chariot pulled by eight white bulls And 1 saw that wonderful Rama his greatness and power with his brother Lakshamana and with Sita fly in their burning chariot of flowers to the end of the sky Then 1 saw Ravana in black cloth oily and the hair shaved off his heads smashed drunk and drinking still crooked flowers around his necks and he fell from a fiery chariot onto the ground and a woman dragged him around Then I saw him sitting in a chariot pulled by donkeys and he was wearing red his body smeared red and drinking laughing and weaving around his heads on backwards his eyes backwards in his heads his words backwards and sideways flying to the other end of the sky