Solitaire

(1172)  Darashana lagi jage ankhi

Watchful to catch sight,
These eyes of mine,
Any burden they don't mind.
With tears are they ever deluged...
What am I to do?

Please come Thou into my dwelling;
I'll keep You bound with love's strings.
Never will I forsake Thee;
I am Yours only.

Your formless splendor, new and sublime,
The sweet flute lets me realize.
I am Yours, and You are mine;
Just one plays the Game Divine.

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