Saturday, May 11, 2019

He owns everything

(1329)  Timiravrta amaratrir

The new-moon night, darkness-covered,
Piercing gloom, You have come.
Everything of mine having flooded,
Your seat in a niche of heart You've taken.

I've no fear from anything;
For everything is stored in Thee.
I keep musing on You constantly,
And certainly You've remained mine only.

I will never scorn anyone;
Your liila includes everybody, Lord.
You're the surety for the vast cosmos;
You have gone on telling this axiom.

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