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O lord,
I think about You constantly;
I think about you day and night.
Psyche wants to muse on Thee.
My mind ever wants to contemplate you.
Glad memory of Your sweet smile alone,
In downcast heart, it rouses hope.


The pleasing memory of your sweet smile,
Oh Driver of the Chariot Splendid,
fills hope into destitute hearts.
I know You don't hold any day auspicious.
As it's so, please enter my home every day;
Let golden light make nectar emanate.


O charioteer of the cart of effulgence,
By my ideation on the Other, oh my, what has happened!
I know you don't consider any particular date,
What's that ambrosia in the mind... it woke intoxication.
then come to my home anytime,
Forsaking all, to the One my mind did race;
so that in golden light, nectar may spread.
What anyone may say, toward that it does not gaze.
 
With which thought did what happen to me?
Due to what kind of nectar
did my mind become intoxicated,
that, leaving everything,
it rushed off in a single flow,
without ever looking sideways?
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