(940) Sakal kusume surabhi tumi
In every bloom, You are the fragrance;
In every heart, You're the bright lamp.
On eastern sky, You're crimson color;
Into the hues of yore, nectar You pour.
Any missed beat, it is not Thine;
Your movement never fails to keep time.
As You once were, so now You be;
Staying the same, well You'll proceed.
In mind's garden, sweetness You are;
From love-play's stream, You've filled water-jars.
Charged with intuition, oh Spirited One,
Your splendor dissipates the dark.
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