Sunday, June 9, 2019

Oh my Moon

(1358)  Madhurima makha nayane

With sweetness-coated eyes,
Why did You peer into the mind?
Full of munificent affection,
Into mouth You poured ambrosia.

What I've yearned for in my meditation,
That moon I have etched upon my spirit,
Presently, that same entity's very essence...
Come in person, You submitted.

Of this moon there is no wane-or-waxing;
It's completely full,[1] continually.
I find it in the thought-realm only,
With moonlight replete on gentle breeze.

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