Sunday, November 20, 2022


(2461)  Kona mana mane na mor ankhi

My eyes obey no constraint;
Always to see Him they do crave.
At a cave or on a hill, outside or in,
Filling mental depths I save.

By day's luster and night's darkness,
In all bad and good of the universe,
His alone, the light and shade; His alone, the playful Maya,
Coating with just His sweet grace.

As much as was my shame and fear,
Everything He took along, emptying.
What occurred I fathom not, all got lost in the One,
Draping the entirety with the One's lightrays.

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