The world is happy with a fragment of joy.
The wind blows forgetting itself at thy tender touch.
In thy joy the babbling stream hastens to the sea.
Birds on tree-tops revel in songs of thy glory.
In joy the jasmines and tuberoses bloom
and spread around their sweet perfume.
In joy the lovely moon smiles in the azure sky.
Men's hearts float in the ocean of joy.
How much joy there is in Thee none can tell.
Thou hast kept concealed this joy of thine.
Why not give me a particle of it?
I have got to know where supreme joy lies.
Thou art the Source of all the joy.
He who will wor****p at thy lotus-feet
will live in everlasting joy.
From: Light in Darkness
By Sri Sitaramdas Omkarnath
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