Under shelter of Your love

(200)  Tumi esecho man je kerecho

You've arrived, and the mind You have enticed;
From memory You've banished one hundred fires.
Day and night, in the stream of reverie,
You have strung a wreath of songs with their melody.

The comet-flames turned into sandalpaste,
Your vital touch having obtained;
The desert-thirst, losing its way,
Went off somewhere neath verdant shade.
Today, all torments and all pains,
A flower-basket,^[1] I see they became.

Waiting and waiting, the heart churning,
Lonesome and ever soul-searching,
This alone I've come to know and concede:
You give love effusively.

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