Night is dark and blind
But you come as light
And in your face
I see an auspicious sight.
The Atman without form,
Comes unexpressed in body,
And Love the link to study,
Erects its head, from the bed
Whose mystic blinks,
Originates the mother of immortality,
Hi -Thank you -Thank you
Before our births we knew
The lamps of our truest selves,
The identities of our Divines,
And each in other mirror shine.
Dearest! Below the buried deep,
You and me, and all ever keep
A timeless image of Nirvana,
Where in Chidakash there appears,
The unborn eternal Sun.
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