I don't want temporary

(3273) Cai na kichu tomar kache

I want nothing in Your presence;
You exclusively do I covet.
From that which comes and goes, what will be?
Myself it makes lament, makes forget.

By gold and silver, gems and pearls,
Of seven seas the amassed treasures,
An endless existence they don't endure;
Flashes a smile of gladness.

Having become my own, You linger
In the optic ambit of a mind meager.
The sweet and charming ideation had is
Of the Formless in a shape effulgent.

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