Thursday, December 3, 2020

All Creation's centerpiece

(1778)  Tomake niye mor samsar

With You my world is;
You are there, so I exist.
Master, absent You all is fruitless;
I have come to know the quintessence.

The series of waves that enter the mind
Amid mind, finally, they get combined.
Coming and going, desiring and finding,
I have arrayed around Thee.

Mid Creation's cycle, the radiant Centerpiece;
Luster of a million suns, just Yourself I perceive.
One without any second, You only do I revere;
Your song I have gone on singing.

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