The power of love...

(3371) Ankhira taray mamata bhara

From pupil of eye full of warmth,
By its invitation You had arrived.
Who is that votary, on whom squeezing heart,
You lavished the sweetness of mind?

What had been good in the world, everything,
Amid You alone it was embodied.
For all those unconscious, through cognition's wine,
The molecule You wakened with a reed pipe.

Into a floral bosom honey You did pour;
All of those seen You simply took with love.
The moon on a dark night, You let it be brought;
By fondness, what did You not realize!

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