Lord, go on telling an endless story,
In ear of the whole cosmos, by song after song.
With mood, beat, tempo, You've become as one;
You have been mixing with every heart.
Your playful game goes on unbarred–
In sky it purifies through water,
Desert sands, through fire furious–
By known or unknown tokens of cognition.
Boundless is the basin of liila's river free;
Intellect-and-intuition's limit cedes defeat.
That wreath on throat of the One, love-deserving,
It is brimming over 'gainst the ocean current.
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Though I may never grasp Your liila, You I know as Love.
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