Tuesday, April 5, 2016

In Thine eyes

(1370)  Nayaneri ainjana manasarainjana

As the makeup on my eyes and the color of my mind,
From birth to death, You are my companion.
The beauty of Your body floats upon the vast heavens;
By You I've been mesmerized.

In the boundary of phenomenon, in Your magic mirror,[1]
Everything resounds with a jangle of ankle bells.[2]
Show pity, and please gather me into Your eyes,
In every life, oh my Citacor.[3]

In Your universe, I don't long for anything;
Grant me pure devotion through self-sacrifice.
Your desire, that's my cherished goal;
You are the moon, and I am its chukor.[4]

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