(1476) Svapne raca alakate
In a dream composed in Heaven,
Who are You that came on night so pleasant...
Honeyed visage, candied movement,
Flute of sweetness in hand.
Cotton resin on a night moonlit,
Flash of light, having brought with,
You gave embrace on my eyelids,
With undying music.
Awake, I sense a southern wind,
It blows on, breeding sense of detachment...
Smiling face beyond comparison
Rises upon every atom.
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Even when He comes in dream, always His touch lingers.
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