His bliss is contagious

(2360)  Jiivan asave chanda tumi

In the wine of existence, You are rhythm,
Sweet and gentle touch of love.
In flower-buds, You're aroma,
Hymn sent upward without reservation.

All want to get close to Thee,
To go with You, in Your company.
Thinking of You, in thought of You only,
Does anyone not get satisfaction!

You are waiting at the root of everybody,
On a riverbank with affection heavenly.
On nights of new moon gloom or of moonlit gleam,
Overflowing exudes Your elation.

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