English
Is it that, observing my pain, You melted and descended onto this earth to attend to me? You came with a heart full of sweetness, with a pearl scattering smile and with eyes marked with the collyrium of love. You refused to remain in heaven. You descended in divine sport. You do not have any particular name or form. I find You in hundreds of names and forms. In the tender blossom of my mind, in Your mysterious play, You drowned my intellect. Remain with me always, within and beyond the periphery of time, in sweet ideation, in the lotus of my heart.
