I searched You all over again and again.
Where are You and how far away?

Over the smiling blue lotus bud,
the bee gently hovers.
The sandal breeze brings resonance
when it touches the tender leaves.

Hot sparks of illumination
appear in the heavens.

I want Your sweetness
to fill my heart,
in hundreds of flows,
hundreds of times.

With this desire I have been moving on for ages,
carrying the lamp of hope,
without losing patience.

You are the ancient and the new.
Bestow Your grace upon me for a moment.