Saturday, July 11, 2020

Clouds cannot hold the moon

(1636)  Bhalabesecho amare tumi

Myself You have loved,
Therefore You encircle me through a hundred forms.
Despite being truth absolute, everlasting,
Down to Earth You descend, to state of duality.

Your cosmic game is profound and vast;
Even grasping that, to understand is a task!
Intellect and intuition that observe and contemplate,
To them also, with own hand, You give shape.

You do not submit to cobwebs of argument,
But You get trussed up by heart's shackles.
With philosophers and orators,
Like the moon with clouds, ever You sport.

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