Thursday, November 23, 2017

Give thanks

(888)  Aruna aloke taruna prabhate

On a new morning with Your crimson splendor,
Radiant light You lavished.
Stirring mind's core and ousting bashfulness,
With the heart's tongue You did speak to us.

Nonstop Your cosmic game proceeds,
Never neglecting anybody.
Soul of Life,[1] in the minds of everyone,
You've stayed engaged in our psychic actions.[2]

No further respite do You get;
Your liila flows on, infinite and endless.
Cosmic Director, with Your play's heaving emotions,
You've suffused the full-moon sky of early morn.[3]

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