O Lord, You have filled the entire world, what is Your purpose with my fragrance and lamp?
You are seated on the love of my life, as eternal concentration of the consciousness. O
incomparable, unlimited, You are merged with the liila’ of new dawn, sweetness of the
floral nucleus, and the longitude of the recess of the mind. During happiness, I have
remained oblivious of You, and during pains, I say that all is Your inheritance. With the
absolute absorption of the eternal abode, You intoxicate all in the ephemeral world.