Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Come to me on this fine morning

(1689)  Suprabhate ei rauna alote

On this fine morning neath the crimson light,
Who are You that arrived to fill up the mind?
With floral fragrance a wave does smile,
Frenzied by reflected beauty You did supply.

With dance-beats aplenty, oh You have come;
And You've laughed like the dancing gold in opal.
You have risen upon mind with a sapphire's color,
To make very zesty the face that is glum.

There is no impediment, so step forward please;
You rouse and uplift with love's touch only.
Mind wants to go and merge in just You, my Dear,
Through rhythm and song full of heart's intense yearning.

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