Monday, June 1, 2020

Ungrateful me

(1595)  Tumi amay ceyechile priya

Beloved, You had looked at me,
But I did not consider Thee.
Myself You had cherished;
I placed You not on necklace of my memory.

So much unearned mercy I've received;
Mind's been suffused with grace and beauty.
Through the blooms and fruits on gentle breeze,
You have caressed me.

What I've craved, still more than that You've given;
All of my impurities, away from me You've taken.
With wish for total welfare, also the right directions,
You have lavished essence of ambrosia.

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