Life in exile is too harsh a game

(3604) Ekti katha shudhu ekti katha

A single point, just one matter, From You I inquire, Hey the Cosmic Lord, adamantly. To this same earth why bring the living beings Just to give them misery? Having come to the world creatures laugh and weep; Sometimes neath moonlight, sometimes under comets falling. Easily, with dust they go and unite... Below a disinterested glance oblique. Why play a game, this liila heartless– At times cast adrift in grief, at times fill with happiness. Sometimes You come imminent, sometimes far off take Yourself... Between light and darkness, never discriminating. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Delusion

(3603) Prabhu tumi eso mor manane baso

Lord, You please come, sit within my cogitation; In meditation Yourself have I yearned to receive. Taking just Your name, rowing o'er just Your flow, I've gone on doing just Your deeds. Unseen and unblemished, You are cherished– By both mind and heart, worthy to be worshiped. My own soul's closest kin, On just Your implication I've stayed replete. Life comes and goes, resembling a rainbow; So many things that glow, they all swoon in a mo'. The sweet and mild breeze, the pleasant shadow– By a dance amid You only I have gone crazy. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

It's a new day

(3602) Nandanacandanasar hate

From the pith of sandalwood delicious, Arrived has this emission of ambrosia. Rapidly through a rhythmic dance and song, The message of new life it has brought. What did not happen in days past at any time, That came floating with a heavenly delight. Into the human mind, silently and in private, It has let be poured the wares of love. Who- and wherever you be, hear words of mine: Color's chronicle has been inscribed! To this Truth Supreme, with everyone along, All of you come running; the morn it has become. Sarkarverse article Currently, no audio file is available.

Totally mind-boggling

(3601) Arup ratan prabhu mor

The Formless Gem, Master mine, You are heart-and-soul pleasing. I did not fathom You, Who You be I knew not well; I know only that You be virtue's dwelling. In a non-stop liila where everything goes adrift, A molecule's minuteness loses self in some Infinite. Mid both unit and collective, in cognition-garbs one hundred, Form's beauty You compose incessantly. Through a dance in cadence and beat, cognition moves ahead; In a string of waves with lustrous girdle does it swell. What You go on thinking, who else will understand, tell me do; Ten million salutations at Your lotus feet! Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Such a divine mercy

(3600) Srstidhara dhay tomari karunay

Creation's flow races after just Your kindness; In design of liila, You are unique. Grazing unseen, frolicking in mind, Vanquishing all grief, hey Darling Supreme. The links between You and me are many, Lord, Though I am a particle, and You're the Creator. By just Your vibration, through sandal delectable, My atoms and molecules rise up dancing. With You I don't have a difference; You exist, and I remain alive hence. If You were not staying, I too would be in peril; I was floating in some huge vacuity. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Lord and Master

(3599) Ei susmita prabhate

Upon this same sweetly smiling morn, With light along, You had come in my direction. You brought life, You filled the world; You removed gloom through many songs. Light went on racing, piercing the dark, Pervading new life's horizon. With psychic vibration like a paradise of kadam, Whispered into every ear the tale was. Affection's agent, You are the most Beloved; In a myriad of ways You exterminate inky darkness. Through a series of waves, by a girdle of gems, My vanity You enveloped. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

I become wise

(3598) Andhara rate tava alokasrote

By Your flow of effulgence on the dark night, Goes on playing such a kindly lyre. Psyche races to a remote paradise in the sky– Every moment, an attraction so sublime! It does not abide friend or foe, far or nigh; How and why it does so, this mind of mine? It keeps floating to a shore speech-outside– With thought surges heart, tender and mild. Past the sea of form, on a form-free coastline, Around the feet of God are belled anklets of light. Tears streaming, contemplation dances out of delight– It faints in course of time, beyond time, and aforetime. Sarkarverse article Audio recording