Sunday, July 30, 2023

God's fool am I

(2712)  Mamata makha o duti ankhi

Oh the two eyes affection smeared,
Cosmic sweetness they've drawn forth.
Psyche wants that always, I see.

All that has been hope or language fraught,
Whatever love and song have strayed off–
Entangled with each moment is a recollection;
On getting that, there's naught else left to achieve.

Having stayed watching, fear and public shame abide;
But dancing on within psyche is that King of Mind.
For Him alone staying alive, in just His garb attired,
Toward only His arrival path, I remain gazing.

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