(568) Tomare dekhechi jabe sharada prate
When I saw You on a morn in autumn,
The jasmine flowers[1] had fallen.
Eden's garden was wildly fragrant,
And minds were filled with bliss.
In a stately gait, You appeared rhythmically;
And You stirred everybody with tune, tempo, and beat.
You poured love onto anxious minds;
A desperate world found You close by.
Your charming smile You sprinkled on the air;
The sweetly pleasant wind was its remains.
From place to place floated that smile;
And, with its touch, each atom came to life.
Earth rose up laughing; Earth rose up dancing;
The jasmine flowers had fallen.
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As our last resort, He never disappoints.
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