In cirrus with light, upon earth and heaven's region,
For Him I search in form's splendor;
Himself oh I look for.
Oh I seek Him in splendor of form.
With star-song at the mind-pavilion,
In welkin, hell, and ocean.
My Gopal, He has been lost,
Unnoticed in the gloomy dark.
My Gopal, He has been lost;
Indignant from non-attention,
Somewhere distant He's gone off.
Won't Gopal come back again?
As much I cry, as much I try,
Won't Gopal come back again?
One time memory has gone; has He expunged?
Hope I have that afresh He will come.
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Saturday, August 9, 2025
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For ignoring You I've done my penance.
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