He has come dressed in light's raiment;
He has cast away the darkness.
Fog-ebony, a black curtain,
In a trice, lost has it gotten.
That ebony, it had been most gloomy,
Inertial darkness in the realm of psyche.
As soon as came my Dearest Darling,
Light-rays have danced in a moment.
Many a season, date, and month have departed;
Incessantly, immense rain has fallen.
Many floral garlands, with dust have they mingled;
But His luster has remained unfaded.
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He radiates a light that never fades.
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