Proof of Being

(3520) Je tomare ceyeche sei kendeche

Who has longed for You, only they have wept;
I don't comprehend such amazing method.
Through a flood of tears, Yourself inwardly we get;
This too, is it love?

Life goes on flowing, a Sutlej River with hundred streams;
Meteor, thunderbolt, and mountain don't hinder its going.
Except for You, none else remains at its lead;
To it You provide rapid motion.

Its sorrow and joy, jumbled they go on becoming;
In the jewelbox of psyche, no distortion perseveres.
Nebula or drop of dew, there remains no study;
Merged into one, the many songs.

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