Saturday, December 20, 2014


(203)  Eso go bandhu mama ksudra e hrdaye

Come into this poor heart, my abiding friend;
For eons, I am ardently awaiting Your advent.

Though it is known that You are everywhere, I don't know that.
As I deem You bound by space, You come and go incomprehensibly.
Despite what I imagine, You draw me to You;
In Your Self, I am merging, merging, merging.

Let Your effulgence strike the canvass of my mind;
Let Your lyre play the Chhayanat raag.[1]
My abiding friend, please be seated with a honey-coated smile;
I am ardently waiting for You to absorb my cadence in Yours.

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