For one and all a ray of hope are You;
You are everyone's life-lantern.
A bright light in pitch-black gloom,
You're the kadam honey-coated.
In a game of light-and-shadow,
By cosmic liila You're displayed.
Formless mid a fair of shapes,
At times frank, oft the reverse.
Yourself do I hold dear;
For You I laugh and I weep.
All of my darkness ridding,
With the mind's ambrosia please come, Master.
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I think of You and beg indulgence. You furnish a spark of Your effulgence.
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