Friday, April 17, 2026

Even when He comes nigh



(3635) Andhar sariye ele tumi priyatama

Eliminating darkness You came, my Most Darling.
Beyond language, You'd been like a pendulum in thought;
When to-and-fro is done, having become everyone's Most Near.

I could not imagine that You will arrive.
That You'll be gracious, never did I realize;
It's hard to grasp Your play divine, hey the Unique Being.

You're on mount and in abyss, having filled the midst of everyone.
Psyche's peacock dances round and round Your splendor;
In raiment of form You came, the Formless One Without Peer.

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It's You I crave



(3634) Manuser mane tumi sajatane

In the human mind are You, taking trouble;
You built the altar, hey the One Who's Charming.
With love-filled song and meditation on Beloved,
That greatly excited the sky of psyche.

Necessity is akin to making ready;
In the blossom pollen is mixed with honey.
Amid oyster shell pearl gets received;
At every watch[1] You have kept decorating.

A tiny string of buds threaded, You gave a garland;
From body of the bee, a burning sting comes.
Moonlight in dream is a girdle of infatuation
With Your sweetness, Ruler of the Spheres.

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Thursday, April 16, 2026

Such delight



(3633) Kon raunina prabhate aruna alote

On some colored morning, on its crimson light-rays,
You'd arrived, hey the Avatar of Sweetness.
Earth, inert and motionless, got filled with vitality;
By Your song, it became intent.

Molecule and atom, dance-vivacious,
Had awakened, being swollen with thought.
Ocean-waves became water-raucous
To greet You, hey Liila's Embodiment.

History has forgot that same story,
Ballad of the Great to break torpor and sleep.
That same ancient tale, upon sky, in atmosphere,
Still today it sails on, hey Lord Omnipresent.

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Wednesday, April 15, 2026

Come round, everybody



(3632) Ajana pathik eseche ajike

Today the Unknown Pilgrim has arrived;
Bring a floral garland, bring a welcome-tray.[1]
Agar- and sandal-wood, sensation's Eden;
Filled with kadam blossomed, bring a large plate.

Everyone to hold dear does He realize;
Everybody does He keep inside His own mind.
By His personal attraction all He does entice;
By His own merit, He makes them all forget burning pain.

On His outside remains nothing;
Getting Him, the only vow, effort holy.
Difference between self and others, He does not concede;
Heart-poured is His unearned favor.

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Always due to You only?



(3631) Prabhu tomate amate paricay kabe

Lord, when introduced were You and me,
It's not writ in history.
You had been, and I too had existed
In hope of dust from Your lotus feet.

You were entertaining, playing on a bamboo flute;
From that was I dancing, getting enthused.
I was simply cherishing only You;
In hope of charity I did not feel.

Thenceforth have gone off ages plenty;
Ardent for worldly things, gloom has appeared.
Piercing that fog romps splendor of Thee;
Why does it attract me, that I don't perceive.

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Tuesday, April 14, 2026

Krsna-consumed



(3630) Gopiijanavallabha tumi priya

The Sweetheart of Gopiis, You are loved,
Slayer of Kamsa, hiking the mind.
Beyond language at the Gokul of psyche,
Hey Murari, always You have smiled.

Unbodied has remained a faint, shapeless presence;
Rahu never makes that moon a morsel.
That Krsnacandra, heart's heaven
He fills to the brim with a wind fine.

Constantly bowing at lotus feet ruddy,
Every moment, each instant stay with me.
Myself do make dance to those same beats,
The meter You sounded upon that reed pipe.

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Monday, April 13, 2026

All right



(3629) Tumi priya mor ami tomar

You are my Darling, I belong to Thee.
I have no merit, only faults exist;
You're the aggregate of all good qualities.

You are the morning sheen and crimson glow of evening;
In a forest strewn with flowers, affection sweet.
The screwpine's floral pollen on a midnight stormy,
You go on floating, unyielding, unceasing.

Mine is time right or wrong, metric cadence or beat-breach;
Free from pause or tethering, You are Eternity.
Readily, You bear the weight of my life worldly.

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