(495) Amay dure rekho nako
Please don't keep me at a distance;
I want to be in Your presence.
My melody is attuned to Thine,
In Your heart and soul, I survive.
On sands by a river's landing stage,
Musing on You, I pass my days.
Even among countless afflictions,
Going on living, in joy I dance.
Pervaded by the desert's cruelty,
My sky is dried up by a fiery heat.
Amid this too is Your azure blue;[1]
I pray for shade in thoughts of You.
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With the right attitude and the right object of adoration, the pain of separation cannot remain.
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