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O lord,
You came removing stupor; You gave sweetness-pouring.
You came  
Then You departed, quietly blending with the vitality.
removing all drowsiness,  
We were not knowing much, and this we were not grasping;
pouring out sweetness
We were merely lasting, our eyes glued shut.
and silently merging into my life.  


I did not understand
At Your touch the speechless are made talkative;
that i did not know a thing.
With love's passion taking shape, liveliness sparkles.
I remained seated
Mid a desert-mirage is greenery in new attire;
with my eyes glued to themselves.  
Having been embodied, in the song it does rise.


By your touch,  
On Your ideation, away narrowness does float;
eloquence comes to the dumb.
With rhythm in dance Your lyric tunes overflow.
The upsurge of your love
After having loved You, resultant from Your thought,
flashes into liveliness in living beings.
Worldliness sails unto the state of being conscious.
 
In the desert mirage,
new adornments of greenness appear,
and become embodied in songs.
 
In your ideation
all feelings of smallness float away,
and in your rhythm and dance,
language and melody overflow.
 
In your love
and your ideative pull,  
inertia turns into consciousness.
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