(1031) Basiya vijane tahari dhyane
Sitting alone, musing on Him,
All on my own, I have strung a garland.
Upon riverbank, neath southern breeze,
Only His contour was there.
The flowing stream, making sounds of lapping,
Had told to me: "Girlfriend, listen please...
Your Sweetheart is everybody's Darling;
Unaccompanied, Him you won't get to see."
The southern wind had blown by, saying:
"Not to love Him, better that would be.
He is a star of the sky, a far-off galaxy;
He smiles sweetly while great distance keeping."
Nonetheless, I'll earn Him through love only,
The love that's been learned in His company.
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With love, nothing is taboo; nothing is impossible.
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