With rows of waves on ocean's beach,
The earth You had touched.
With silver stripes on wreath of psyches,
Floral decoration You'd worn.
You fulfilled the hope of three regions;[1]
Honey did You let be poured on the sea of love.
In a nest of consciousness, at depths of ideation,
You had come into fold, hey the Charming One.
With a flow of compassion You removed grief;
You bestowed liberation through dust of feet.
By splendor of light-beams with unending speed,
Both cadence and sweetness You had brought.
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You provide untold inspiration.
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