Tuesday, January 28, 2020

Floating on high tide of grace

(1495)  Tomay bhalabasi, ajana acena tumi

In love with You am I–
You are strange, unrecognized;
Identified is the sweet smile.

In the womb of unknown mother,
To me You gave shelter.
In the love of obscure father,
I was set up on arrival.

In the desert's scorching heat,
You did bring the shade of tree.
In food and drink, necessities,
I am swimming in kind mercy.

In each state of mine, You are there,
Right beside me.

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