The path's lamp has got extinguished,
I see You via mind's illumination.
Those light-beams You go on pouring,
In affliction, sorrow, and consolation.
You are luster's central gem,
The lotus on a sea of concept.
I deem You the best of best;
And so I beg for Your compassion.
Upon path persists just a stumbling sense,
But by that does my motion halt asudden?
Having scoffed at all impediments,
I'll go on by Your inspiration.
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I must proceed toward Thee.
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