Thou followed me
Who knew not the way of love.
In the years of my innocence,
Thou filled me with overlflowing desire
And made me mad,
My senses swooning,
My being exhausted,
My mind confused.
Did Thou but once
Take pity on me and embrace me,
Flooding my heart with waters of joy?
The flower that blossoms in season,
Receiveth fragrance and the bees,
But does the bud get them?
If Thou doth not take pity on me
And I remain lonesome and desolate
How will I ever get the everlasting bliss
That your dear devotees enjoy?
Pray, speak!
Oh! Thou, the Ocean of Bliss
That is Cosmic Light!The Pervasive God
That is Attributeless Pure!