Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Ankle bells and ambrosial smells

(184)  Runu jhunu jhunu rave pranbhara saorabhe

With a sweet jingling sound and a fragrance most pleasing,
He came, overwhelming my heart.
The humming of lyres made me yearn
For that charming one[1] Who holds the core of my mind.

Eradicate all my impurities;
Eliminate my weakness for matter.
Obliterate all pain of deprivation and separation
On beholding the charming one in His myriad forms.

Today, every language and every dialect is speechless,
As, time and again, I remember the Stealer of Hearts.

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