When You'd come to mind, in which Phagun was it?
I've forgot its precise date.
All that I recall is with sweet lips:
"I'm your guest", You did say.
Knowing a specific date is no prerequisite;
In just Your thought is the whole requirement.
Stay with me, both life and death within;
Exuding honey[1] night and day.
Master, though Your home is time-transcendent,
Over and over You appear, time-defeated.
In a bone-dry heart, You are nectar's essence;
And hence I keep on singing Your lay.
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Lord, it pleases me to sing this short ode to Thee.
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