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O Lord,
I've got You in the glow of vivacity;
I attained you,
In blind attachment's sloth, You I've lost.
in lively light,
With flashes of Your beauty every moment,
and lost you,
You revitalize all and sundry.
in the inertia of blind attachment.


You enliven all,
Just now I keep afloat in endless thought of Thee,
showing glimpses of your beauty
But somewhere will I meet with fatigue and mind's grief.
at each moment.
Please come with Your fresh love and with flower pollen;
You radiate a gentle smile full of affection.


In the ideation of your infinite form,
You are the ancient, stolen wreath of glory;
all float on,
You are the new gift of old melody.
while internal agony and disgrace vanish away.
Please come closer and be seated in my mind;
 
You play a charming flute, graced with moonlight.
Come with floral pollen,
with new love,
and, full of affection,
softly smile.
 
You are the lost garland of respect
of bygone days.
You are the new gift of old melodies.
 
Come closer,
sit within my mind,
and play your enchanting flute,
ever saturated with nectar.
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