Wherefrom and what for comes this love?

(3165)  Tomar tare mala gantha

For You a garland is strung;
Watch is kept in Your direction.
Decked with blossom, the chignon;
In mind honey is fully stored.

The light of day calls to Thee
Through gaps between night's ebony.
This musing, by what means
I ignore what's smeared at core.

Braids I bind with black string^[1]
'Gainst fearsome thought in arbor sweet.
On lyre strings surreptitiously,
Why do You ignite the flame of love?

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