No time for heaven

(2200)  Jagat tomare cay

For You the world pines;
Master, please come close.
Don't reside at a remote paradise.
The mind's tale,
Heart's travail,
Your ear to hear, don't they find?

The rain falls on account of You;
Recalling You, flowers bloom.
Your touch is what effusive heart desires,
Perpetual in the casket of mind.

The sun rises on account of You;
Recalling You is a smile of the moon.
The flower spores and rainbows,
Yourself would they satisfy;
Down to Earth, kindly come and alight!

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