With a death of a thousand deaths, I lived,
With a wound of a thousand cuts, I survived,
With a burn of a thousand burns, I endured,
With a pain of a thousand agonies, I bore,
Yet my passion for you never ceased,
And thirst of my heart never quenched,
In each and every misfortune, I have gone through,
I have found a thousand ways more to love you more.
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha