Wednesday, August 19, 2020

One day He will yield

(1676)  Madhura chande mohananande

With cadence sweet and glee infatuating,
On a mild breeze, today You appeared.
At mind's cave, with hue and form and melody,
Good gracious, You bestowed such swooning!

The One at Whose arrival path I had been staring,
Came that Migrant; and now heart is brimming.
Annihilating ebon gloom from a bygone age,
On a trifling mind colors bright You did paint.

So it happened, my path-gazing was redeemed;
Upon ideation yearning of eyes went a-floating.
You did yield to transcendental thought and beauty,
Oh the Sea of Happiness, billowing.

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