Tuesday, June 27, 2017

In the valley of the shadow of death

(782)  Tomare ke cinite pare balo

Pray tell, with You who can be familiar?
On Your own path You march ever onward,
For any impediment You do not falter.

Ever You remain with everyone;
You never scorn even one agent.
As our assistant in righteous deeds,
You kindle light in every psyche.

In burning fire and heat from the sun,
In the chill of snow-capped mountains,
In the gloom of ocean deeps,
You surge with the compassion of a deer.

Like the shade of a tree, with dying's illusion,
You pour nectar into the human heart.

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