The image of thee, Oh my love, br so blissful, i feel close to me; br though how far thou may be, br seems like the blemaing light of the moon full, br on the dark beauty of earth oblivious; br such is the beauty of thee, br that makes me so replete; br with thy love so divine and my heart, br so full of thine! br br But where are thou, Oh my love, br for my life without thee, br is like a moon with no sun, br and just vanish inthe darkness around, br with no sign of me ever to be! br br I look for thee here and there, br I look for thee everywhere; br I ask thee, please come to me br I ask thee, please come to me. br br 170308.. Tanjjore.