Watching Your path, seated had I been;
Your story alone have I contemplated.
Gotten lost is my world's every shape;
I have gone on singing Your hymn.
My coming and going was to decrepit atmosphere;
My pondering was in the same impaired periphery.
But with that meager scope, speculation's web weaving,
I have understood You are everyone's central jewel.
Musing on Thee, diffused into Infinity the limited becomes;
Your hymn having sung, effusive becomes bosom.
Between You and me there's no more obstruction;
At Your lotus feet have I taken shelter.
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Tuesday, April 16, 2024
Despite all my limitations
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Just by thinking of You I attain liberation.
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