(1413) Dakhina pavane cittavane
With southern wind in psyche's forest,
Who are You that came, oh Lord Unequaled?
With honeyed smile and flute seductive,
In a trice, Dear, You made mind oblivious.
One hundred times I've seen You, in one hundred forms;
But You I could not get to know, not even just once.
Your acquaintance You've kept hidden
With Divine Game's stratagems, oh Sweetest One.
I've caught sight of You on mountain peak
And in the ocean waters, dense and deep.
I've noticed You on tableland-of-intellect's very brink
And in light and darkness, like undertow of feeling.[1]
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Has the time come for me to take the leap of faith?
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