Sunday, May 14, 2023

Maybe not on the outside

(2631)  Aji sandhyagagane jyotsna svapane

Today, upon the evening sky in a moonlit dream,
Whose footfall keeps on getting heard?
Throughout the ages, that One I've been seeking,
Is it He Who now at me does look?

In so many creature-bodies, how often I come,
Knowing or unknowingly, Him do I love.
So much I cry and laugh in such grief and comfort,
After long, I understand compassion.

Font of kindness, love's splendor, it is He;
Dressing up, He arrives with incandescent beauty.
One says that He, not having come externally,
He sparkles in the worshipful heart.

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