O effulgent one,
reveal Your form to me,
in the ocean of light,
in the eastern sky.

You are worshipped by the heart
and adored by clouds.
You talk with a sweet smile.

The door to Your abode remains ever open,
and Your invitation to enter it
is liberal and immeasurable.

You pour beauty into everyone's mind.
Yet, You remain unseen.

You exist in hundreds of forms and colours.
Your cart never stops its movement.
In Your divine game
You keep Yourself hidden from all.
And yet, You sing Your songs
within everyone's heart.