Let me kindle the candle of my love,
to the altar of Thy shrine,
Let the sweet fragrance of the incense of Thy bliss,
be spread over the length of Thy horizon.
Let me be the lovely colourful butterfly
of Thy garden of Eden.
Let me dance back and forth, round and round,
over Thy blissful face.
Let me quench my thirst, drinking the nectar,
kept secret in Thy heart,
Let it be for ever and ever for heaven's sake,
please don't make me apart.
Let me be the garland, hung around Thy neck,
throbbing with the pulse of Thy tender chest,
Let me be the flower girdle, round thy lotus feet,
dancing merrily with the rhythm of Thy feet.
Let me be the flute, that sings Thy song so sweet,
Let me be Thy playmate the shepherd of Thy estate.
Let me roe my little boat, please keep it afloat,
till it reaches Thy abode,
Let me bow, my beloved Guru, low, very low,
till my ego melts into the dust of Thy Road.
Sri Kalyanananda Brahmachari