In hope of only Your advent,
Nights aplenty have elapsed sleepless,
Adrift, many a day has left
Like floral pollen moment after moment.
You alone are the source of all qualities,
Beginningless and endless interminably.
Start and finish, both the two belong to me;
I am frenzied by hue and attachment.
In new form with new effulgence,
Every instant You rise effervescent.
In Your stream, by just Your sorcery,
I dance to melody and music trend.
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I am but a relative phenomenon.
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