Friday, July 3, 2020

My one request to You

(1628)  Ek manete ektarate

With single mind, on one-stringed lute,
In just one tune I've called to You,
To You, Master, to You.
No great load of virtue was mine,
Nor was there insight erudite.

The time I wasted not, lazily preoccupied,
Reciting juicy memories of days gone by.
All that I have gained I've utilized,
Into love's garland I have twined.

At risk, I asked not that You rescue me;
No boon did I ever entreat.
I have begged, both pride and fame forsaking:
In work, myself, oh engage please.

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