Whose is that light which came inside of thinking;
And why today, do tell please.
It let heart's core be filled, moving away the ebony;
Who is He, all-pervading?
For such a long time, He had been in hiding;
For what reason did He come in front suddenly?
Mind, by many melodies infused,
With cadence became frenzied.
Any and all things is He able to do;
The world He creates from imagination's gloom.
By way of divine game He makes smile and He makes cry;
Is that why, entreated, He appeared?
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Just when we think night is our destiny, He shines a ray of light and then daytime.
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