Beyond generosity

(3527) Amar tare akatare kii na diyecho

For my sake what haven't You given abundantly?
What haven't You doled, oh Lord!
In the realm of thought, at a place invisible,
Having come, You've taken seat.

I suffer shame to say a word;
Today what's mine of what had been?
In the dust, I'd been neglected;
You have tugged me near.

Amid the mind had been no form;
Lit I not a perfumed resin or torch.
Fearsome I'd been on a night dismal and dim;
Onto lap You've lifted me.

Today I've realized that all is Thine;
Just You alone, the gist most sublime.
On my one-stringed lyre on a morning quiet, ,
Within song You have beamed.  

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