O Lord
You are the object of my meditation
You are my intuitive knowledge
and You alone are my world.

I cry when losing You
and smile with Your return.
You are the essence of my life.

In the eastern horizon
I see Your crimson colour.
In the western horizon
I observe Your reddishness.

In the midsky You radiate as intense sunlight.
Your liila’, divine game, is unlimited.
At the dawn of life You are the lovely festival
at its midday You are the essence of action.

In the evening, O dear
You, with new adornments
attract and pull all closer to Yourself.

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You are the subject of my dhya'na (meditation).
You are the source of my knowledge.
You are my everything.

I weep with longing for You.
Your image makes me smile with joy.
You are the essence of my life, my everything.

In the eastern horizon I see Your crimson dawn.
In the west horizon I see Your glory.
In the midday sun Your force is strongest.
Your game is impossible to comprehend.

In the dawn of my life.
You are my clearest one.
In my adulthood, You are the inspiration for all my actions.

In my twilight years, You reveal Your mystery to me.
Please bring me near to You.