(1483) Mukta vihaga bhese jay
The free bird moves along, carried aloft...
She knows not on what current, wherefrom it has come
And whereto it does run, run, run.
In which corner of the firmament the trip began
And where appeared its conclusion...
All of this, who even knows or understands;
To learn that, who really wants, wants, wants?
This bird exists within the mind of everybody,
Known or unknown, silently, inscrutably...
This bird, constantly He holds her dear;
At first, releasing her is the need, need, need.
The goose, into transcendence she does fly, fly, fly.
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If you love Him, then let her go.
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