Wednesday, January 13, 2021

Just curious

(1809)  Tomake paboi prane prane

Life after life, Yourself I'll get certainly
In the charming tent of psyche
With many a song, my Dear, with songs aplenty.
My existence, it is not unavailing...
I am in love with You, having perceived.

The bud that's awakened at mind's core;
You make it blossom by Your touch.
With that flower Your altar I'll adorn,
Privately, in the depths of heart.

Going on giving vigor, You gave aspiration;
And You gave satisfaction to every thirst.
Just this one question, only it did linger:
When will You look in my direction?

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