Neath the rain a-pitterpatter on this night,
Psyche craves You only, for You alone yearns the mind
Under hailstones, like a banner on the stamen of screwpine.
Today animated are the frogs;
Lost in darkness is the course of meteors.
At sound of a reed pipe the pond's brim is gorged;
By sonance does the kadam arbor's earth delight.
Having taken welfare's sprout in hand,
You always came along with dance.
Sin and gloom and foulness to ban,
Love's distilled nectar is the hymn in paradise.
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Friday, September 5, 2025
Lord, give me trouble
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In return it is You I will worship.
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