He rises

(769)  Giitimainjusa raune rauna usa

Your casket of songs paints the crimson dawn;
You are present, concealed from us all.
On this golden morn in the vast blue sky,
With a host of stars, You've smiled.

On distant horizons that smile's poured down,
Your heart forever expanding without bounds.
On each margin of every apprehension,
Granting ample hope, You've danced.

A speck of Your love in the sea of light,
With a sweet pitch, fills to high tide.
In Your atmosphere and on Your winds,
Reverberating, You've arisen.

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