Monday, April 8, 2019

He is innate



(1299)  Acho chande acho tane

You are in the beat, You are in the key,
You are in the dance, and You are in the melody.[1]
In the melody, You are in the beat.
You are in the hopelessness of ignominy;
And You are in the wounded pride, heart-filling.

On a dry riverbed in bosom of the desert,
Or on a tree-branch with fresh color,
In the love brimming with speech
At early morning's invocation...

Like unto You there is nothing;
All that I attain, it is by Your mercy.
Bearing trace of Your grace, I promenade.
With each breath of life,
With each thought of mine...

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