Conundrum

(1197)  Tomari bhavana bhavite bhavite

Always pondering Your ideology,
I am loving Thee.
Always moving, holding You in memory,
Your refuge I'm receiving.

Eyes opening, You look at me;
From Your song I am in frenzy.
With Your thinking, neath Your feet,
To Your music^[1] I am dancing.

All that's mine allegedly
Is consigned to Your proximity.
I am Yours, and You are mine only;
This certain truth I am fathoming.

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