Absolutely no problem to offer
Unto Your blossom feet
A fresh fragrant flower
With little effort - it
Came off its plant
Absolutely no problem to offer
Into Your lotus palm
A sweet smelling fruit
With little effort - it
Came off its tree
But…..
Hardly I am skilled
To pluck my heart from its
Worldly ties to offer to You
Absolutely no problem to offer
A ghee lamp at Your side
With a help of glass
The flam is kept up
One pointed with little smoke
Alas! How can I make mind
One pointed to You?
It is like the fumes in wind
As they raise to spread out
From nice incense sticks!
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