Everywhere

(3188)  Tumi bhese calo priya kon se deshe

In which region, Dear, do You go floating?
In the flower garden at everyone's inmost psyche.
In sky-kissing mountain's frosty snow-heaps,
And in form after form, each one momentarily.

Contemplating You, myself lose I;
From Your flame I ignite the lamp of life.
I sing a song from memory of love Thine,
From heart's tug, having forgotten vanity.

On my mental sky You alone are the moon;
Honey does Your moonlight's splendor exude.
Love, the Bliss-Maker too, it's just You,
Recognized through all earnest longing.

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