From You everyone gets everything

(3687) Vinati jai kare tava carana dhare

Catching Your feet, I keep paying obeisance; Do come to my house, repeatedly showing kindness. There are countless mansions to satisfy mind; Nonetheless, You alone are this my hut's architect. To only Your beat I dance, in only Your tune I sing; I heed just Your tempo, just Your lute I make ring. I too am but Yours; oh everything is only Thine, Just Your liila; You are this, my worldly existence. In just Your thought I think, in just Your talk I speak; By just Your flute I beam, by just Your goad I proceed. You are the base of all, You alone the quintessence; You're the life of everyone, hey Eternal Lord limitless. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Light pours from Your eyes

(3686) Alasa prahare karunay ankhi bhare

At an idle hour, with a kindly eye, Master, You had gazed in direction mine. With a rumbling wind, with sound nice, On a hill of darkness You'd emanated light. Again and again thunder's roar had happened; Worldly life by lightning strike had been rent. At lonesome retreat sweetly-charming having smiled, With own hand, my eyelids You wiped. Even though puny, I knew I'm not unattended; Abed, dreaming, and awake, You are a friend. Amid my sense of 'I', with regal pomp resides Your ambrosial splendor of limitless time. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Repeatedly

(3685) Jyotsna rate tumi esechile

On a moonlit night You had come; Bright purity making pour, You had gone. Distracted had I been by vain delusion, My secret thoughts and feelings You had fathomed. In life, won't that night re-appear? That full moon at dawn,[1] will it smile again in thinking? That lunar crescent, having withdrawn, Will it make mind's peacock dance by strength of mantra? Phagun's night again having come and disappeared, New affection blazes on the palash tree. With buds newly risen sways a branch of silk-cotton; On earth's surface once more has got left wares of love. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Inextricably entwined

(3684) Tomake bhalobasiyachi

Yourself I've been holding dear, Knowingly in my lifetime. Abed and in dream have I seen; I have gone on seeing when I rise. Why I've loved, I know not; My longing had been non-stop. There had been no ritual sadhana; Nonetheless, I have seen all the while. In Your name, in song Thine, I find a gladness immense. Though trifling, I've kept understanding You alone are everyone's quintessence. When You reside within thoughts, Upon life You apply pollen of love. Finally, it gets mixed with absence of light; Everything is within Thee, Your attribute thereby. Hey Dear, Yourself the people desire; Hence, the vital pulse inside. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

You came

(3683) Andharer parapare

On the dark's other shore, To a tryst lustrous, You did come. No gift did I wish, I did not throw a tiff; You effused an unearned love By God's rise, eastern skies You brightened; Tender leaves of color excited the mind-realm. With the octave You infused a lyre broken, Unobserved everything You performed. For many ages have people yearned for this arrival, Shaping the collective at heart of a Giant Individual. Great's Vortex swirls within molecule and particle; You fulfilled that hope by having come. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Birthright of one and all

(3682) Nikhil manas manthan kari

Churning the mind entire, Oh Lord, You have come. Surging, a geyser of gold alike, You have smiled in form amorphous. Moment, instant, microsecond, You heed not; For mission of welfare You frustrate not. By dictate or self-restraint, lax You're not; Firmness You have taught. Heart's sweetness is the same for everybody; All sing a song on the strings of feeling. Great's pull is felt also by those living; It is held in common, You have mentioned. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Even though my words mean nothing

(3681) Dakate asoniko krpate ele

You came not at my invitation, by grace You appeared; I have gone on calling, my own mind to appease. Via speech You came not, by thought You appeared; Singing praise and flattery cannot make You blink. Nearest and most intimate, You are the sweetest; You know everything, and yet You listen, Dearest. Having rid the misty fog of my egotism, Embrace to grant, You stand ready. Whatever praise or flattery or prayer that I do, It's to please and get You near, my Lord Vishnu. Having grasped my foolishness, view wretchedness too; Upon my consciousness, sweetness kindly smear. Sarkarverse article Audio recording