Friday, June 10, 2022

This could be much more easy

(2299)  Aloker he pratibhu

Hey the Broker of Bright Splendor,
Hope entire only follows Thee.
Lord, by Your form alone the world is awed;
There are no words for measuring quality.

Your own self, You have strewn;
But at heart's core, You have accepted room.
What occurs not, You've made that happen too;
Composing homes with hues aplenty.

Only You are the nectar in a flower's breast;
And You are the cordial moon on a blue firmament.
Oh, I am worn out from just calling ever;
At the psyche only, hear my smiles and tears.

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1 comment:

  1. When You reside at psyche, why must I keep crying out to Thee?