What a fool I had been

(3785) Bhevechilum jinane pabo

I had thought by knowledge I will attain; To meditation You did yield. I had wanted with egoism; Through humility You came near. I had wished that by light-beams Illuminated is my Darling. Royally abluted by love's stream, You did bathe, ignoring deficiency. I had sought by looking for divinity in body, Mouth and hands washing, palm and fingers purifying. In ritual worship's many, varied techniques, You exposed the goof, coming on own personally without formality. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

You don't quite tread on me

(3784) Tumi esecho man niyecho

You have come, and mind You've taken; Why paid You no mind to me? You've held dear, and You have spoken With red lips, fondness replete. In You, my Longtime Friend, is sweetness universal; You are deeds of compassion, a sea of nectar. A drop of sandal-paste in hot blaze of disturbance, I was unable to bind Thee. Having longed for the dawn's crimson color Mid love's casket honey-logged, You are full, and I but vacuous; Nonetheless, You have kept above feet. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

More than I could ever dream

(3783) Ceyechilum tomay ami

I had wanted and witnessed You. In thrill of form's spray beauteous. You came in fascinating floral garb, When Yourself I have wished for. With attraction of chrysanthemum, Like a silver lotus You have come. Whatever I want, only that You give; In that do Your hues mix? Having wanted in spring colors I got lotus within lotus. Wanting's indigence You let be fathomed: Rectified the insufficiency of thought. I had desired with conceit; You took amid foot dust. Wishing and getting, to me they belong; All is already Yours, it dwells in perpetuum: What was not and what did exist; Everything there isn't and what there is. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

No amount of love to downplay

(3782) Kena ami tomar ghare asi na

Why to your home I come not, Unto you will I say? No, no, I'll say not. Why, having loved, embrace I grant it not... That fact will I explain? No, I will declare it not. Love is in creeper and leaf; In the floral pollen love is there. With love the spores go floating; In their company I'll tell what tale? No, no, I will speak not. With love the mind gets complete; With love the heart is overflowing. From love the three worlds[1] keel; That love will I disdain? No, no, I will forget not! Sarkarverse article Audio recording

My Curiosity

(3781) Tomay ami ceyechi, gopane gahane

Yourself have I witnessed, Both in secret and in depth. Obscure Traveler, please look for just a while In my direction, with eyes of kindness. Except You there is naught for which I long; I don't think of any other in meditation. Just Your love, Your unequaled effulgence, It brightens existence. You've tied me with such a thread floral; When wishing to rend, You have kept it undamaged. There's no end to the tale of Your merit; Thinking, I notice its lifespan is undiminished. In just Your mission, Your honeyed essence, On a ray of moonlight I ascend. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Whatever Your reason or purpose

(3780) Kii dos karechi balo na

Pray tell, what sin have I committed; My home, why did You not visit? I have loved with mind and heart; Though known, that too, don't You know it? Threading a garland became futile; Utterly useless was the tune practiced. Mem'ry is with tears and laughter; The alpana painted, do I abolish? I have witnessed in the shrine of mind; By Your dye I've become bright. In Your song and dance, become rapt have I; Hence, staying away is not tolerated.   Sarkarverse article Audio recording

How can I?

(3779) Bhavi tomay bhule jabo

I think I will go, Yourself forgetting; How do I forget, kindly answer! You rise floating on the horizon; If I think, won't I observe? With sandalpaste You smile in the summer heat; You float on screwpine pollen in the season rainy. Mid the kush and kash You dance, autumn during; And from white clouds You construct a rocking cradle. At pre-winter You are in paddy's fine aroma; At winter, in the silvery ice and frost. In spring by the gracious beauty of color, Implication You give through a dappled wind.   Sarkarverse article Audio recording