QED

(668)  Tomar katha bheve bheve, anya kichu bhavte nari

Of Thee I am always thinking;
Something else I cannot think.
The more I think I won't ponder Thee,
I but fall the more into Your musing.

Only You and I are there;
The whole world, it is lost to me.
With Your beauty and melody,
You alone do I behold in everything.

Yonder stars of heaven distant
And this earth with glamor verdant—
In Your thought, all are spellbound,
Dancing in orbit Thee around.

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