I had wanted and witnessed You.
In thrill of form's spray beauteous.
You came in fascinating floral garb,
When Yourself I have wished for.
With attraction of chrysanthemum,
Like a silver lotus You have come.
Whatever I want, only that You give;
In that do Your hues mix?
Having wanted in spring colors
I got lotus within lotus.
Wanting's indigence You let be fathomed:
Rectified the insufficiency of thought.
I had desired with conceit;
You took amid foot dust.
Wishing and getting, to me they belong;
All is already Yours, it dwells in perpetuum:
What was not and what did exist;
Everything there isn't and what there is.
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In my wildest imagination Your benignity I could not see.
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