After many ages You've arrived
At the honeyed Vrindavan of psyche.
You've suffused the mental sky
With cadence and song of sentient feeling.
For You the world had yearned,
As bedrock for our concerns.
That dream having achieved,
In meditation You appeared.
At a remote peak I see Your
Rumbling, tinted love-tryst
With just its hues my colors mingling,
I float in Your company.
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I sense the echoes of Your love.
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