Monday, November 19, 2018

I want You near

(1162)  Pranera devata kache eso

God of life, please come nigh.
With painted eyes and lips dyed,
Ever-Stainless One,[1] sit by my side.

Age after age, alert for Your coming,
I await, having renounced sleep.
Night gave way to morning, oh Heart-Thief,[2]
Not a trace of jasmine[3] scent remaining.

What game is Yours, this play of light and shade...
Sometimes love, sometimes disdain!
Magnanimous One, I am just Your tiny grain;
With this particle's sensation, kindly integrate.

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