King of Song, my heart please come into...
For You have I yearned and been enthused;
Every moment stay, please do.
When eastern sky arises, drunken with crimson color,
And the flower-garden wallows in a scented sweetness,
In the mind blooms an ever-new blue lotus;[1]
You having arrived, in that place be seated.
I want to lay hold of You, I would store at heart's core,
That I find You close by, in both comfort and affliction.
This humble entreaty, this keen prayer of my heart,
On its own merits kindly hear it.
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Saturday, December 4, 2021
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If You would dwell inside heart, my days would end with night no longer.
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