Ever a mystery

(3404) Ei jalajhara varasa rate

On this same monsoon night, the rain dropping,
With a gloomy darkness and sleet,
In what form did You come, I cannot conceive;
Is this to beguile me?

Liila, when and how You go on making,
I seek reason, logic, the mind but to mislead.
Finally, finding nothing, buoyant do I want to be
On Your kind compassion-stream.

Of You there's no start, middle, or conclusion–
Immense and boundless, not two opposite shores.
At end, the quintessence of intellect and intuition:
All that is or isn't, become one, goes to Thee. 

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