Whatever burns up, goes out
Once out, it can't be rekindled.
Those burned up in love,
are rekindled again and again
The fire is lit,
melodies of pain arise from my heart;
In the sorrow of your love
I have become a fiery tongue
Because of intellect wandering the path;
I have become the dust of a passing caravan.
When the heart became lighted,
boundaries disappeared,
and limitless am I
When filled with desire
each breath was speaking fire
now love has descended,
speechless am I.
Tying the ankle bells,
Meera enters the dance
If you love me from the heart,
then why do you make me cry?
In this deep darkness of your light,
Why do you hide your glance from mine?
Even coming close,
you never come close;
you never call me close.
For what,
do you live around me?
For what,
do you come around me?
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