Friday, February 12, 2021

A helpful tip

(1840)  Tomar madhurii makha nayane

Through Your eyes sweetness-coated,
In Your private flower garden,
With You I'd seen the I-feeling
Lonesome at that blessed moment.

In the flower petals was a swaying;
In mental pollen was exquisite beauty.
Without and within, they moved in harmony,
Oh my Darling, on Your invocation.

Yourself I'd cared about deeply;
Total existence given, I bow before Thee.
Since that very day You've belonged to me,
From life to life, in many a song.

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