Arpita, -The Love As Divine In The Body.
Here in this vase,
Love gets liquidated with suffering,
And digging of the mind continues,
Till the water-level is effused.
Here some special One,
Buds and grows,
As flower from tree,
To abridge the identification of duality.
Here mystic mystery illumines,
With transformation of senses,
From the 6th to onwards,
And here love occupies Oceans and lands,
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