His love makes all things right

(1929)  Bhav khunjechilo bhasa

Mood had searched for speech,
And speech had craved melody.
Mental state races past imagination,
And tune capers round about Your anklets.

You arrived with love's effulgence,
And with cadence You did fill.
With a jangle You delighted,
And the heart had been bewildered.

I have got acquainted with Thee
And the why You've come descending.
Dancing You go on incessantly,
Having distanced any misery.

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