Come into my mind with rhythm and song
come alone into my sweet canopy.

The stream of my melody
flows on with the essence of nectar.

You only are my aim,
no one else.

My expressionless feelings stay with You
and wander about,
searching for language in the world of abstract.

In Your ideation,
my days pass by.
I merge all feelings of pain and pleasure in You,
into Your beauty, colour and love.

O wishing tree of all meditations!
(Kalpataru)

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Please come into my mind.
Come in rhythm, songs
and in sweet atmosphere.
Come when I am alone.

The flow of tunes moves on with sweetness.
You only are my goal, none else.
Ideation is embedded in this flow,
and, unhindered by my interfering,
finds expression in divine realms.

In Your thought
my days pass by.
Pleasures and pains
become one with You,
become one with Your form and melody.

Giver of all fruits of my desires,
In deep contemplation
I become one with You.