There were wishes, charms, motives, and intentions: The amalgamated joy of this world captured my attention for long.
The sky with its stars made me jealous of its beauty. I vied with the sea to get the possession of priceless pearls. I wanted to rob the earth of all its flowers and make them perfume my room.
But what happened lately? My soul tasted a drop of your love, which you yourself bestowed upon me. Ah, the thirst of million births has arisen in me!
All my strength for the worldly works leaked out like water from the orifice disobeying the laws of fluid mechanics. From a versatile person, I became a ‘without style’ person.
I don’t know how I can gain more of your love, and this has rendered me unable to do anything.