(1411) Alo jhara sharat sanjhe
On light-dripping autumn evening,
In the fog of my psyche,
Nothing did I get to see;
I was in a darkness gloomy.
Light in hand came those for whom
The emblem of light was theirs.
Enlisting with them to take leave,
I could not, due to vanity.
With the light went those for whom
Light's wayfarers were they.
Along with them to proceed,
I could not, due to frailty.
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Earlier I was too weak to enroll, but now I would associate. Tell me, Lord, is it too late?
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