Sunday, September 6, 2020

God's grace is all there is

(1694)  Ajhore aj jhare pareche

Now in torrents has rained down
A drop of Your grace, oh Master.
It's Your kindness, it's Your kindness.
Skyward having looked, I exist;
But I cannot think, not a bit.

From the dark-cloud fringe of her saree
Svati's tears in love's stream
To oyster's bosom suddenly
Became pearls well-pleasing.

None brought with them anything,
And nothing leaves on their heels
Nor lingers above or beneath...
What remains is Your implication only.

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