Due to an age-old blessing

(3531) Kanu mor jadi nahi elo gokule

If to Gokul my Kanu^[1] did not come,
If to Gokul He did not come,
Raiment is for Whose sake, toward Whom social shame,
The garland threaded with malatii blossom.

On Him I think day and night, with His thought mingling float I;
In the kohl of eyes, always I see His smile;
Only His love sways at heart-core.

In that same sportive bliss of thinking mind-pleasing,
The ever-happy Deity is my life's Dearest Darling.
Having burst linguistic binding, my thought process unruly
Races absent limitation upon just His attraction.

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Mercy mild

(3530) Ei tamasacchanna dharay

To this same gloomy earth,
Bringing light, please come; mingle with every heart.
Earnest and anxious, all watch Your path of advent;
At core please be seated, smiling sweet and soft.

This dark earth, on it have passed many ages;
By many fearsome scowls it has been wounded.
Time and again in warfare bloody it has contended;
Now please radiate love and affection.

No more, Lord, Sport You've done quite enough;
With sweetness of Liila, why are You still so far off?
By lightning have You hidden sandalwood for what reason,
When You cherish everyone.  

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A fool's errand

(3529) Maner kone samgopane

In a corner of the mind, secretly,
Oh Who are You, seated unaccompanied?
Amid heartcore swing You're giving.
Naught You wanted, naught You spoke;
Smiling, You strew pearly wreaths.

Your companion, might there be nobody,
Though having sought him alone everywhere?
This whole universe is immensely deep;
In a game are You unwitting?^[1]

You don't lack for anything;
For every entity You are Devotion's Peak.
With same influence on molecule and Supreme Being,
You compose a cosmic play in a hundred streams.  

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By Your grace

(3528) Sahasa anane mor kanane

In my garden with face smiling,
Oh Who's seated lackadaisically?
Please gaze in my direction, look at me.
I have picked flowers, a garland I have strung
To make You wear privately.

I have no virtues to speak of;
Nor have I actional endeavor's splendor.
Through speech there is not thought's ardor;
There is only love in my thinking.

From age to age by the path am I sitting,
Dyed by sweat-soaked memories.
On a stream of consciousness at depths of psyche,
With many a song awakening.  

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Beyond generosity

(3527) Amar tare akatare kii na diyecho

For my sake what haven't You given abundantly?
What haven't You doled, oh Lord!
In the realm of thought, at a place invisible,
Having come, You've taken seat.

I suffer shame to say a word;
Today what's mine of what had been?
In the dust, I'd been neglected;
You have tugged me near.

Amid the mind had been no form;
Lit I not a perfumed resin or torch.
Fearsome I'd been on a night dismal and dim;
Onto lap You've lifted me.

Today I've realized that all is Thine;
Just You alone, the gist most sublime.
On my one-stringed lyre on a morning quiet, ,
Within song You have beamed.  

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Against the grain

(3526) Bandhan chinre beriye elum

Tearing chains apart, out I came;
Who's aware of when and why?
Oh who knows, who does realize,
Anywhere, does anyone recognize?
By some magic in regard to want-and-gain,
I looked not at any face.

I listened not to the plea of anybody;
No obstruction did I heed.
Those who've said "foolish and frenzied",
I did not take that talk to heart;
I did not pay it any mind.

By paltry means I obtained the Great;
A resident of Truth I became.
All that I'm due I let float away
Upon the cosmic soul's high tide,
In the bud of every trice.  

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Comes the new day

(3525) Tumi amar ciradiner sathii

You are my co-traveler perpetual;
I know, I grasp, with mind and heart.
Under a mild breeze or raging fire,
In tears, we've been familiar.

Intoxicated by winds most high,
So that fragrance of thought not be lost thereby,
Because of You at pitch dark night,
I have obtained the North Star.

Yours is no sunrise or sunset;
At all times singular, the quintessence.
In hope of the One, what's in abstinence?
The many today, awakened we are.  

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