He is innate

(1299)  Acho chande acho tane

You are in the beat, You are in the key,
You are in the dance, and You are in the melody.^[1]
In the melody, You are in the beat.
You are in the hopelessness of ignominy;
And You are in the wounded pride, heart-filling.

On a dry riverbed in bosom of the desert,
Or on a tree-branch with fresh color,
In the love brimming with speech
At early morning's invocation...

Like unto You there is nothing;
All that I attain, it is by Your mercy.
Bearing trace of Your grace, I promenade.
With each breath of life,
With each thought of mine...

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