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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Saturday, April 11, 2026

Once You were alone



(3628) Vishva jakhan hayni takhan

When the universe was not, then
In whose heart had You stayed?
Pray tell, You had been in which place?
None had been to tell their story,
To give pain in whose life.

I accept the You of liila's ocean;
I know liila is so stern.
Oh the God of Liila, You speak, I listen;
Had You been in seclusion in such way?

I don't know scripture or philosophy;
Except for You I heed nothing.
Just one speck of Your mercy;
Hence I beg, night and day.

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My sea of despair



(3627) Bhalor ceyeo bhalo tumi priya

Even better than good, great are You, Beloved;
You are everybody's Darling Dearest.
On a chair ebony You are a beam of light;
Mind-pleasing form made manifest.

Water of a cloud and the heat of fire,
Can I forget You at any time?
Abed and in dream, Yourself I keep in mind,
My hope on a sea of despondence.

There is nothing mine, You exist only;
On a gloomy sky You're the moon, unique.
Inside an empty heart, the lotus-honey;
You have poured unequaled sweetness.

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