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In the dark a lamp-flame I keep lighting; | |||
is | A lamp-flame I keep lighting. | ||
The matchstick is Yours; the lantern is Yours also; | |||
You are the ghee and wick; of me there is nothing. | |||
For making the contact, a matchstick I am holding; | |||
Oh Most Beloved, that too is a speck of mercy. | |||
You | The "I" that is called mine, even though noticed nearby, | ||
In hard times I find it not in company. | |||
Lord from time out of mind and eternal Master, | |||
You've been creating a teeming world to rule over; | |||
Round me You are creating, and You are along always; | |||
A song to the triumph of You only do I sing. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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