Feeling love for Him with lotus-eyes, Him with a mountain[-like] large, sacred chest where a garland of fragrant sacred tulsi poked by bees dwells, Him who lay on the ocean that was agitated, rising, dancing, singing [and] wandering, the servants become mad solely on our Father, Raṅga -
My heart has felt desire for [their] happy lives.
⬥mālai ~uṟṟa