(960) Tumi dhara dile
You let Yourself be held
By this my heart.
You filled with hope my heart,
Which was an abode of despair.
What was covered in darkness
Is now encompassed by light.
So why do You still bind me
In finite identity?
What was covered in petals
Is sweetly encompassed by love.
So what part remains unrealized
In this transmutation of consciousness?
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