You bestowed Your grace,
came into our fold,
and filled the world
with beauty and colour.

There is nothing outside You,
You have kept everything within Your mind.
You are the eternal creator,
the world remains illuminated by Your effulgence.
You continue playing Your divine game in each particle,
O eternal, beautiful embodiment of consciousness.

You love,
intoxicate the mind
and show Your absolute and true form.
In each leaf Your mark lies engraved.
The flowers sing Your glory.
You appear
in the thunder of clouds,
in the twang of bows
and in the tinkling of viin'a's (lyres).

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It was only by Your grace that You let Yourself be attained.
You filled the world with forms and songs.

Nothing is outside of You.
You kept everything within Your mind.
You filled the world with forms and songs.

You are the doer of everything that happens.
Your light illuminates the world.
Your cosmic play is expressed in every atom.
You are the embodiment of eternal beauty.
You have loved us,
You have inspired our minds,
You have shown Your real form.

Whatever we see on every leaf, is Your writing.
Your artistry graces every flower.
In the thunderous clouds,
in the drawing of the bow,
in the sound of the viina,
You have expressed Yourself.