“Where are you my Lord?” Implored I
“Here am I, within thyself” whispered He.

Hearing his melodious voice so divine,
Like an enchanting siren
As an answer to my call
My soul flowered like a fragrant Jasmine
Offered I, my benedictions
In a flowery design.

Oh! At last I begot
what I sought for ever
His laughing Lotus petals
Those that wither not
But remain afresh forever.