Yourself had I desired
In grief and in gladness amid psyche.
You appeared in new clothing,
In a floral dress, oh in a garb of beauty.
Of Your virtue there is no comparison;
Expressed through dance and rhythm various.
And also when unexpressed, it is mysterious;
Bewildered mind beseeches mercy.
You exist in each and every sphere,
Expressed or not, with flash of light or ebony.
In the blink of an eye, You fetch a smile or tears;
At any time from afar and any time from near.
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Inconceivably lovely, You evoke devotion.
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