Agent of splendor

(1165)  Gahan andhakare vartavaha

In darkness dense, You are the messenger;
My Beloved, You are the agent of splendor.
Waiving all my degradation,
Please take me, making Your own.

I have pined for You night and day,
In dense fog and pouring rain.
Now I've found You on a morn gold-dripping;
Make my heart and mind complete.

I have pined for You age after age,
In barren desert and on ancient-mountain plain.
Now I've found You in a necklace of gems unbodied;
Go on taking everyone to the realm of splendid beauty.

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