In this month of Karttik with its lamp on sky,
The light You did ignite,
Of it there's no likeness, no likeness.[1]
To make compass known on the dark night,
This is a speck of Your kindness.
If ever I'm forgetting You,
Lord, listlessly to move and move,
Then this Your lamp, love's fragment,
"The goal," it tells, "don't forget."
If the unit life go on forgetting,
Through speck of Your unsought mercy,
Loud and fiercely out it cries:
"Don't deceive yourself."
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By His grace, implored or not, we are prodded to proceed.
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