Lord, when introduced were You and me,
It's not writ in history.
You had been, and I too had existed
In hope of dust from Your lotus feet.
You were entertaining, playing on a bamboo flute;
From that was I dancing, getting enthused.
I was simply cherishing only You;
In hope of charity I did not feel.
Thenceforth have gone off ages plenty;
Ardent for worldly things, gloom has appeared.
Piercing that fog romps splendor of Thee;
Why does it attract me, that I don't perceive.
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My love has gone missing. At first it seemed so easy, but presently it's a mercy.
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