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|keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet,contemplation | |keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet,contemplation | ||
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On a pitch-black night, clouds rumbling, | |||
I | Acquaintance I made with Thee; | ||
I'd realized Your identity. | |||
The story of that stormy night, | |||
Indelibly it's writ upon my mind. | |||
The stars were concealed, hiding behind the clouds; | |||
The moon sat not on that dark night's brow. | |||
But for the drumbeat of the rain, all was serene; | |||
You were standing by my side, the Lord of psyche. | |||
In darkness You visited; | |||
In darkness we got acquainted. | |||
With lamp in hand You'd appeared, | |||
And so You came into my grasp, | |||
In that bright light, oh my Lord of beauty. | |||
You came into my | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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