Sneaky, to say the least

(3176)  Ami golaper buke surabhi bhariya jai

I go on infusing fragrance in the rose's breast;
To my doing this there's no end.
I want to pour radiance on the face of effulgence;
Of my desire I find no end.

I make language bloom in a mute life,
Through a bird's warbling, by a doe's eyes.
Alone and secluded in everybody's mind,
Little by little I make sweetness-coated.

Always I think on the story of everyone;
I rise and fall in a dance of crest and trough.
On a drunken wind all is boisterous;
I hide in the mind, withdrawn in a moment.

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