Altar to adorn, a torch to ignite,
I have gone on searching for a matchstick all my life.
For just Your sake, upon eyes,
I've traced collyrium time after time.
That matchstick's in just Your hand, I have realized;
The wreath I keep seeking, is in company Thine.
Match is got with garland, You were kind;
The wings of mind's goose,[1] at own nest they alight.
How many ages I have sought, that too I know not;
In how many forms I am seeing, that too I grasp not.
I understand just this much: In life Yourself I seek;
Hey the boundless Infinite, unto me awakening You provide.
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Everything I want to do for You is already done by Thee.
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