Sweet longing

(2706)  Amar marma majhare prabhu

Lord, my soul's core amid,
Yours is light's invitation.
Vile though I be, I am Yours only;
Don't behave oblivious.

Atop mountain, in the sea, and on sky's body,
You have scattered luster's beauty.
Getting just a single speck of that gleam only,
This is how I'm made conscious.

Of existence-progress-happiness,
Of blooming kadams rain-cleansed,
The screwpine's^[1] language of love's pollen,
An exquisitely fine ascension.

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