What more can I want from you?

What more can I want from you?
Other than those bunch of flowers, filled with dew,
Which You hath on me showered,
Your act of lifting me,
To the ocean of the sky,
Stretched to the extent of my mortal life?

What more can I seek from You?
When Thou hath with Truth and Beauty me enthralled?
When Thou hath kept me forever in happiness installed?
When Thou hath kept me covered from all darkness?
When Thou hath, kept me with carols of winter blessed?

What more can I seek from You?
When Thou hath taught me a language so pure?
When Thou hath provideth me with a dreamy misty lure?
When Thou hath caused all seasons to come to me as Godly?
When Thou hath cleansed and purged all things that hindered me?

What more can I seek from You?
When thou hath filled me with the widest panoramic view?
When Thou hath asked me to be sacrifced into the pyre of thy praise?
When thou hath in me an inundation raised?
When thou hath transmuted me with poesy so relentless?

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