A sun shrouded in darkness

(2304)  Se kon prabhate dhalile dharate

On what fine morn did You pour on Earth
Your measureless splendor...
No history is there, no bright proverb;
Gone on remaining is only the love.

No one knows Your grand achievement,
Sweetness in meter, that which You've contributed.
You have given everything, nothing You have taken;
You are the incarnation full of wisdom.

Yourself to realize, it isn't possible;
Even the trying relies on Kindness.
Thought You filled, psyche intoxicated;
You sang a song immortal.

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