As You will

(2599)  Tumi ele tumi ele tumi ele, bhuvane dola dile

You appeared, You showed up, You entered;
In the world a sway You did give.
My dormant mental bud,
With own hand You made it blossom.

With the tinkling sound of Your anklets,
You've awakened life in senseless and sentient.
In a sleeping mind's hard-to-reach niche,
Yearning You aroused from slumber.

Your pulsation only— in its midst,
Amid all desire and attainment,
Every inclination becomes shunned,
When You, Dear, are wanting it.

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