You have come,
You have stolen my mind.
You have made me forget
all worries of life.

In the stream of ideation,
day and night,
You have woven a garland of songs,
anointing it with Your melody.

By the touch of divine life,
even burning meteors
seems as soothing as sandal paste to me.

By the cool green shade of divine life,
the desert thirst is forever quenched.

Today, all pains and agonies of life
lie mingled as if in a basket of soft flowers.

I wait and wait and look within.
And in the pleasant pains of my heart
I discover that You have poured on me
profuse love.