(1261) Manera gahane niirava carane
Walking softly into depths of mind,
With burst of color You'd arrived.
You'd arrived...
With dyed feet and painted eyes,
With winsome face, You had smiled.
To label mine, nearby was none;
All were busy with chores of their own.
But You had come and sat up-close...
Honey on tongue, You had spoke,
You had spoke.
Getting doused was all Earth's light;
Love-and-affection's stream was running dry.
But I am here without fear and not in two minds...
Because my load of sorrow, You shoved it aside,
You shoved it aside.
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He played on earth, and now He romps in mind.
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