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Now with Your touch and Your delight, | |||
The earth began to smile. | |||
In Your rhythm and Your bliss, | |||
The world uttered warm feelings... | |||
"I'm in love with You only." | |||
With the shower of Your Grace, with Your benison, | |||
The darkness of pitch-black fog lifted at once. | |||
That which tended to douse Your light | |||
Where went that bundle of crimes? | |||
Those | Those thoughts entombed within the bloom of resolution, | ||
Today, they sank into humanity's bosom. | |||
With seven spheres{{#tag:ref|In tantric cosmology, the cosmic mind is held in seven ''lokas'', seven strata or worlds. See [[Ananda_Sutram#Chapter_3:_Mind_and_Sadhana|Ananda Sutram 3-2]].|group="nb"}} in harmony, on earth our lamp ablaze, | |||
In one and the same tune all flutes played. | |||
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