Sweet Nectar

From a hidden flower, sweet nectar drips.
With each honeyed drop, a torrent of bliss.
The lotus of the mind turns upward,
This ambrosia to receive, measure upon measure,
To fill the heart’s need.
A rare cup from my Lord’s tavern, indeed!

— Bhai Din

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