Sunday, March 24, 2019


(1283)  Gane tomare paiyachi priya

In song I am finding You, my Dear;
At life's core I want also to receive.
In thought's feelings too, I am yearning
To obtain You through love's tears.

In the outer world, in floral essences,
In star-smiles and in gentle winds,
In moon-beams and in mind's pleasure-garden,
With the humming of a lyre, I find You ever.

You have bided, concealed in sweetness of psyche;
In dormant wisdom and in intuition, You are hiding.
Unknown to me, silently and secretly,
In a niche of heart, You have taken Your seat.

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