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O morning sun!
Morning Sun, with your divine play of form only,
The divine game (liila') of your beauty
A surging ocean starts overflowing.
makes the ocean (of life) overflow restlessly.
One speck of that form rises from sleep,
And ten million of the sky's nebulae sing.


The awakening of a mere particle in it
Hey Makeup Artist, what is this you are doing!
makes millions of nebulae sing in the sky.
You have filled the world with love's sea.
Into form and yet transcendent you are stooping;
You have gone dancing in the study of beauty.


O you, so skilled in creating forms!
In [[:wikipedia:Lila (Hinduism)|Liila's]] game your peer is not there;
What is this creation of yours?
You make the three realms{{#tag:ref|A metaphorical reference to Earth, Heaven, and Hell|group="nb"}} laugh and cry constantly.
With the nectarial ocean of love,
Musing on that state, I don't attain profundity:
You have filled the world.
Sheltered I've arrived, dependent on mercy.
 
Although you are formless,
You have become form,
and in the form of thoughts,
You dance on.
 
In playing that divine game (liila'),
You have no equal.
You make the world
forever cry and smile.
 
Even after contemplating you in deep thought,
I fail to make an estimation of you.
 
I merely came to feel your touch
and for a wee bit of your love.
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