(558) Tumi je diyecho nara
It's You Who gave me a stir
At life's start, my Master;
Never will You be forgot.
Due to You, my everything
Is swaddled in moonbeams.
In a corner I did lie,
Deaf and mute in life.
Then came You secretly
Into my heart-cave.
This Your coming,
Never is it without meaning;
Each minute You gave me a shake.
In a world of light,
I've worn clothing smeared with ink;
But in every thought and deed
Chimes only Your divine desire.
Though that I do not see or hear;
Sleep rent, Your love-game I've conceived.
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From beginning to end, He makes all the difference.
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