Without meditation, mind,
Hither, thither wand’rest thou.
Adorable Him!
Search Him out in secret now.
Floating on the breeze of bliss
In the chariot of sky,
Peering into His eyes with thy diving eye,
Thousand petals’ nectar drink!
Drink and drink, drink!
With cosmic mighty Om,
Deeper do thou sink.
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