The Ever-New One's summons,
Those who've heard, at residence
To remain, are they able?
That pull is tenacious!
At mind's Jamuna, a flute goes on sounding;
All closely listening, they can hear.
Infiltrating ear and entering heart's core,
It sings a Providential song.
This song of love from time immemorial,
A psychic lyre-string vibration,
To the limitless azure and entire universe
It brings a flood of ambrosia.
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Can I even do aught but come?
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