Proof of life

(3481) Manane eso priya mor

Into thinking come, oh Darling mine.
If before eyes You don't fancy,
Into thinking come, oh Darling mine.
My painstakingly entwined
Garland molted, and yet thread abides;
Giving hope, why do You deceive?

What I do, that is Your action;
Eternally ever-freshly born.
I have realized, hey the New-Amazing One,
You've made a divine play by way of me.

Always with me I know You exist;
By sleet and lightning am I whipped.
Through meteor and crash of thunder
You fetch consciousness by way of misery. 

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