Lest we fall by the wayside

(2395)  Tomar priitir dore

By Your cords of love
You've kept tied everyone;
That binding gets not torn away.
Cosmic Nucleus, You saturate the realm of mind
So psyche does not run astray.

In which far-past days of yore,
Did movement on Your path set off?
With rise and fall, crest and trough,
Inside ear time tells that tale.

With the love by which You're fastening,
At heart-core You have lavished honey.
You've infused rhythmic hymn in movement sweet;
The heart brims, filled with just its strain.

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