My rock and my house

(3427) Ami bhalabesechi tomake

Yourself I have cherished;
I've nobody else.
You are my bud of psyche,
Heart's ambrosial essence.

At the auspicious rise of dawn You endure;
Hidden in the morning star You observe.
Life You coat with love's pollen;
Sorrow's weight You dispel.

At initial footfall You had been;
The whole world, You're pervasive.
Extending the hand on day of finish,
Please go on, my being held.

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