Saturday, March 20, 2021

The thrill of Him

(1874)  Sumanda vayu bay

Blows a wind slow and sweet;
Today for whose sake, do say, for whose sake.
With many hues billowing,
For Whom is my mind awake?

That Pilgrim has shaken the mind;
Every moment that Pilgrim excites.
Wishing Him near, finding Him in one's life,
In every psyche that's devoted is this desire.

That Pilgrim never craves a thing;
Not a thing just-for-show that Pilgrim receives.
He holds us dear, He rids the gloomy ebony;
Mind races toward Him only, giving up everything.

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