Friday, July 14, 2017


(793)  Kabe tumi asbe bale

Will You not come to me shortly...
Expectantly, I've been waiting.
Deprived of mate and in mental pain,
My heart is filled with grief.

The rush from Your divine touch
Vibrates the entire universe.
Flower buds cannot keep still,
Aquiver in that sweet tremor.

You are the Master, the Sweetheart of all;
Please receive the ardent love of everyone.
In Your gala of light, the world is swung,
Made bright by Your cosmic play of form.

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