(1187) Tomari priitite gara
Formed out of Your love
And filled with Your song...
Even now that thought is unflawed,
Stirring me to the core.
That smile so preoccupies,
And that flute does mesmerize
With its music love-suffused...
When it calls, consumed am I.
That love gives the mind a swing;
That song makes one self-forgetting.
That splendor, having roused consciousness,
Creates a world full of light-beams.
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I am but His ray of love, filled with His song, moving along a path of His delight.
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