Shy am I

(3117)  Akasher niile malayanile

On the blue hue of sky like gentle breeze,
What music came floating?
Constantly it races, yet spent it gets not,
Bringing a flood from country to country.

Giving sway to unit mind, it goes on;
Shake it gives with Great's vibration.
Missing goes a tiny mind's limitation
In the ecstasy of Whose coming?

Bashful buds watch on with passion;
Withdrawn, they veil nectar poured.
They'd get mixed forevermore
With wish of that Heart-Thief.

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