Yourself You have dispersed,
The universe within.
You ask for nothing; everything You go on giving,
In a willing fashion.
Equal to You as a donor, there is no other one,
Father, mother, sibling, friend, or guardian.
Having dwelt amid us all, keeping all replete,
Acquaintance You retain in secret.
Name-and-fame You don't crave, but remain giving it;
Others made talented, Yourself You lie hidden.
You are extraordinary, I am bound by worlds three;[1]
Under Your refuge is happiness.
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