At Your feet,
I ask for Your mercy,
that You may come into my vision.

In the life and mind
that were given by You,
show me Your real form
in dreamlike vibrations.

The restless stream
that originates from its fountain,
rushes out in search of You.

Today, it does not want anything.
It moves in the sole hope of attaining You.
Let its desire be fulfilled.

When the dawn smiles
at the end of a dark night,
and the crimson morning
scatters its colourful light,
into that effulgence,
let all merge.