If to Gokul my Kanu[1] did not come,
If to Gokul He did not come,
Raiment is for Whose sake, toward Whom social shame,
The garland threaded with malatii blossom.
On Him I think day and night, with His thought mingling float I;
In the kohl of eyes, always I see His smile;
Only His love sways at heart-core.
In that same sportive bliss of thinking mind-pleasing,
The ever-happy Deity is my life's Dearest Darling.
Having burst linguistic binding, my thought process unruly
Races absent limitation upon just His attraction.
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Tuesday, December 16, 2025
Due to an age-old blessing
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My life turns on one long-ago happening.
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