March 21, 2020

Prano bhoriye

To life's brim, past desire's end
give me more and more of life.
In your universe, at your dwelling
grant me more and more space. 
More luminance, more radiance
into these eyes, o lord, you pour 
Fluting in melody after melody
give me more and more tune
More agony, more misery
O Lord, give me more sense.
Opening doorways, knocking down barriers
offer me relief, offer me refuge.
In agape, in even more agape
let my ego keep drowning.
By nectar's bank, of yourself
bestow more and more and more.

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