The garland of songs for You only,
Strung had it been kept.
The day went, evening left; and in tears
The night was spent.
Age after age, hey my Beloved,
Love's thread had been with.
By song-blooms in Gokul of reverie,
Garland's form it did accept.
At far-remote place, wherever You dwell,
Yourself I will never forget.
With love and devotion brimming,
Yours became the mindset.
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Saturday, May 3, 2025
From thread to garland
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By singing Your songs, my devotion, no more is it dormant.
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