O Lord of my life,
come close!

O ever spotless one,
sit close beside,
with eyes decorated
and lips coloured.

Expecting Your arrival,
I sit and wait ages since,
casting aside tiredness.

Night turned into morning.
O captivator of mind,
come in the fragrance of the shefali flower.

What a game of Yours is this,
comprising both light and shade,
sometimes loving
and sometimes ignorant of me?

I am but a mere particle of Yours.
O, Great Entity,
merge in the realisation of this unit entity.