(1386) Vishveshvara jyotiriishvara
Lord of the Universe, Lord of Effulgence...
In my heart please let me hold You.
Wasteland You make lush and green,
Darkness and gloom, light-exuding.
Your desired work I did not do;
Along Your path I could not move.
I have journeyed, begging unearned mercy,
Oh my Gracious One, honey-replete.
In the pitch-dark heart that is of me,
On rosy feet will You be felt severe.
But with Your touch, in an instant, in a wink,
That will turn tender, nectar-dripping.
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Come into the wilderness that is my heart, and grant that I love You.
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