I sing spiritedly in ecstasy of love
I soar up as I sing and as I salute the heavens above,
The sheer brilliance of the skies sets me on the waves of awe
Sometimes dazzles me, shooting an agony of trance
Into the core of my being, wonder thunderous
Seizes the Self, setting aside all earlier premonitions
Earlier, I had been crucified and buried, may be I experience surges,
Yes, surges of resurrection tremendous, the entire Universe
Holding me aloft, I no longer crave easeful sleepiness
But welcome wakefulness beneficent, where my brethren join me in salutation
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