MEERA Come, Beloved As the lotus dies without water, As the night is blind without the moon, So is my heart without you, Beloved. I wander alone at night, Driven by my longing for you. I hunger for you all the day, I thirst for you all the night. My grief is beyond words; My mind is beyond rest. Come and end my grief, Beloved. Come and bring joy to my heart. You know my inmost secret; Then look at me with eyes of love, Your slave for countless lives since the dawn of time. So says Meera at your feet.
