Yourself have I viewed on a stream of mercy;
Why that's so I don't perceive.
Like it or not, oh the Knower Of Psyche,
As I honor everything, Yourself only I revere.
On Your smile a flower has bloomed;
Affection dwells in Your flute.
With sweetness Yours nectar exudes;
There's a light-beam flashing.
Engulfing both the near and far, You've persisted;
Without body You are wearing distilled pigments.
Having mused upon You mid the flurry of existence,
Into my life I drag Thee.
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Permeating and embracing everything, You permeate and embrace me.
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