Inside His kaleidoscope

(153)  Alor parete alo tarpare aro alo

On light's far shore is light, and more light afterward–
Waves of light keep flowing; without end they are.

He for Whom there's so much light holds me dear;
On my mind His luster strolls along, floating.

Sometimes very far but sometimes very near,
In varied forms, in diverse songs and melodies,
Dancing, He moves on, having shook everybody.

The mental lotus, manifest in many colors,
With sweet scent, rushes in just His direction.

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