Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Take me, I'm Yours

(1612)  Tomare ceyechi mane prane ami, sara sattar arghyate

In mind and heart I've yearned for Thee,
My complete existence as offering,
At thickest night or light-dripping morning,
With passionate metrics and melody.

I have nothing more to lose;
In return for everything, I want You only.
The song of my soul, my fervent entreaty,
Within You it has bloomed.

Yourself had I forgot for so long a time;
Intent on matter, I was bound to static things.
Failing to peer inward, I have simply
Gone and gazed upon the outside.

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