His excellence

(806)  Ami sudhar svanane bhasi go

Oh, I drift in a sound most heavenly;
My song I sing to Your melody.
To see You I'm intensely keen;
I watch Your golden mountain peak.

On Your bloom nary a thorn is there;
Your kindliness is not diminished in the least.
The young buds in your flower garden,
Never do they wither,
Keeping in sight the one held dearest;
For without You there is emptiness.

In the light of the moon You smile;
On a floral fragrance You glide.
Filling the heavens with vital sweetness,
You speak the tongue of the infinite.
Viewing Your glory, I think of You only;
Toward You I go floating.

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