At this same joyous and grand festivity,
You please stay very near, my Darling.
I've composed a song, rehearsed its melody,
With light-ray of hope amid psyche.
There is no consideration of night or day;
All of the time You are unchanged.
With mind's bumblebee comes "deranged",
Getting seen in any deed.
Hey the festivity's Master of Holy Site,
Bowing I proclaim, beseech do I:
Kindly remain in mind with face smiling,
On a cot clothed in flowers motley.
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Saturday, October 11, 2025
On this auspicious occasion
Friday, October 10, 2025
Lord, I'm ashamed
Having wished You still more near,
On myself shame did I heap.
You had been within psyche;
Upon eyelids did I fail to see.
Oh my perpetual companion,
Coming and going and staying's collection,
I sail with no shore, having forgotten Thee,
In a self-made jeopardy.
You remove my delusion leaden;
Unto life a crimson dawn You fetch.
In Your divine play, Your dalliance,
To contend with obstacles I'm willing.
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Thursday, October 9, 2025
Bringer of Spring
Today You came into the arbor of my psyche;
You appeared.
An arid desert You made green;
You built a grove thick with trees.
Oh Abiding Friend, You are beauty's collection–
Ambrosia's ocean, full of love and affection.
With an unearned kindness and compassion cordial,
You had done that which I don't conceive.
In the three worlds[nb 2] there is none equivalent;
Like unto a second God, no one else extends.
You are the abode of peace, the shelter universal;
By a love tryst of song, splendor You did bring.
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Wednesday, October 8, 2025
You give strength
You are full of kindness;
In gloom had I been, in light I arrived;
You made undaunted.
Passed in a dense darkness has time aplenty;
Many nights, they have disappeared in tears.
The sting of a scorpion is my slighted garland;
You laid it aside, hey the One full of sweetness.
I have thought: No more can I go on bearing
To fight both inside and out with enemies.
Morale You gave and provision for the path;
You came and became mind's embodiment.
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Tuesday, October 7, 2025
Time to fly
Oh You, Who arrived in the magic forest of my mind?
Within mind, it seems like Yourself I recognize,
Even though identity You did not provide.
Inside my woodlands had amassed a crowd of weeds;
A mountain of thorns there'd been, and no breeze.
The air was closed, desire was for matter;
Setting all of that aside, You beautified.
For a mind penned in to become a Paradise,
To construct a golden peak from something confined,
The darkness had been veiled, gloom had been coated;
Over that You did drive a chariot, glowing bright.
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Monday, October 6, 2025
Ceaseless delight
The mind's bumblebee, it flies off unto where?
On account of Whom, to that far mount it goes flying.
Any floral nectar only can
Give a gladness transitory.
Pulled toward forest is the psyche,
Frequently in hope of honey.
Bee tells, it wants lasting gladness;
And so unto the sky-blue it speeds.
Permanent nectar dwells just at
Environs of that Supreme Entity.
The world entire, having been a single mind,
Therefore dances, Himself encircling.
Fathoming this fact and seeking Him only,
Flies the bumblebee, spreading wings.
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Sunday, October 5, 2025
At long last I see the shore
To the land of light at last,
By Your mercy, Darling, am I moving.
With neglect, a watch[1] has passed;
Years have gone, Him I lost from memory.
With beginningless and endless divine play
You make everybody dance to the cosmic sway.
By Your kindness, by Your grace,
The shore, finally all go and receive.
Eternally You're the One ancient,
The unseen moon, the formless gem.
In waters ebon at ocean's deep strata,
You had been hidden with a fest of beauty.
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Enough of hell
Upon Earth You pour the light of heaven;
By infusing luster providential You make ascend.
Innumerable people in the whole world
You overwhelm for the sake of this kindness.
For so long has gone on the new-moon night;
Crookedly a black owl[1] has smiled.
Yourself having come, Dear, please let light be ignited;
Move, taking me on the path of profound knowledge.
With this full moon, You're the moon singular;
Just lamplight, the rest are stars.
Twixt the moon and glowworm, exchange is nectar;
It goes on making affection swell.
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Saturday, October 4, 2025
Some things can't remain concealed
The Unfamiliar, Unknown Traveler,
Amid psyche You'd arrived.
Having loved, smiling sweetly,
You doffed mask in glamorous clothing.
To Your liila there's no equal;
You promenade, rambling over lands all.
Age after age from a place behind-the-scenes,
At heart-core plays Your pipe of reed.
Eternally, Vrndavan's bosom friend,
None is ever alone or helpless.
Along with everyone pervasively,[1]
Your love dances in prosody.
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Friday, October 3, 2025
Yourself alone I salute
Your loving vibration, Your binding,
It is like my song's coronation.
Name unknown, time unminding,
Is a dense and steadfast splendor.
With Your name I go forth,
Every time that I came down on the course.
With a melody unbound, rhythm-filled it was
In a fight, intense and disastrous.
Oh the Unfamiliar, Unknown Guest,
Your practice is difficult to comprehend.
Hence my submission I profess
To the One utterly beyond Cognition.
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Thursday, October 2, 2025
To be with Thee
A garland of malatii have I threaded;
Arrayed is the wicker basket.[1]
At the feast of life with hope's wine,
My burning pain I've forgotten.
Wherever I look, except for You naught is there;
Alas, in agony, I don't manage to cling.
But in my whole universe, on azure of sky,
I realize: lavished is Your fondness.
On a golden mountain peak are You, my Darling.
I am dropped down inside a cavern very deep...
Having been brightened by Your light-beams,
On account of You become restless.
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Wednesday, October 1, 2025
Only Thee
Yourself would I keep on holding
In the jeweled box of psyche,
In the jeweled box of psyche...
Mine having made in my mind,
All the time, day and night.
I've no splendid education;
I'm not famous or illustrious.
There is just a song of love,
Which to You I want to sing.
Everything is at Your feet;
In my heart let stay nothing.
Your foot-dust applying,
I will make myself clean.
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