You are my light of hope,
for You only,
I thread my garland.

You know how to love
and hence,
I speak about You always.

During calm nights and solitary mornings,
I love You wholeheartedly.

Expecting You,
my heart remains overwhelmed and restless.
It contains all feelings
of pain, pleasure and sorrow.

I played the game of pain and pleasure
during a time of light and shade.

All my game involved only You,
and thus, I became absorbed in You.

This, in short, is the history of my realisation.