Monday, October 30, 2017

Not The Way

(864)  Tumi nikate thekeo dure acho

Though I approach, You stay remote,
Keeping afar when I come close.
To many holy sites, at cities and wayside,
My onerous rambling, it has been futile.

Blowing a conch shell I've made arati;[1]
Pounding a kettledrum, I've invoked Thee...
Everything I do, and yet I've seen
In my heartsphere You don't appear.

Lighting fire, the homa I have done;
Lamps with five wicks I've held forth;[2]
Pouring with a special spoon;[3] Your idol I have bathed;
And tearfully I've also prayed...
But You've just gone further away.

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