Now Who are You that just arrived?
My flower tray, full, You supplied.
Hymns You poured in air, on sky,
Dancing frenzied by love's light!
Oh the Panacea of my life,
I deem You only as the highest prize,
The Dearest One, because I realize:
By Your flow of kindness I survive.
On the heavens You strew sweetness;
Wind You fill with a sweet scent.
You rouse life in those distressed,
Both earth and sea, dressing in countless styles.
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I wake to a beauty that mind fails to describe.
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