The whole door You opened wide, Lord;
Through a window gleam arrived.
On eastern sky with crimson glow
A close was there to ignorance and vice.
There had been dogma's grimace;
Superstitions, there were millions.
Once they met up with Your glow,
Ebon's creatures moved aside.
Hey the Avatar of Light, Refuge of Everyone,
With kindly intuition flows Your stream of thought.
Stricken or caressed, beneath sun or shadow,
Your love, it is bright.
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You showered love; I caught a bit.
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