You have forgotten me. |
Saturday, January 31, 2026
Not just a companion
Friday, January 30, 2026
Identity
King of my mind, in my mind You are concealed; |
Thursday, January 29, 2026
Oh what bliss!
With this same cascade of light, |
Wednesday, January 28, 2026
What I need
In life and in death, it's You alone I perceive; |
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
I don't find the words
In light and darkness such a divine play |
Monday, January 26, 2026
Bodiless
Misty black having dispelled, dripping light, |
Sunday, January 25, 2026
Coming and going
In light You arrived, in shade You went away;
With light-and-shade is Your amazing game, Master.
A parched heart, green You made;
You go on playing a unique sport unprecedented.
Unknown Traveler, it's history You tell;
Exceeding speech, You're in thought and experience.
Existence and beyond presence, death and time-transcendent,
By a speck of contact, what sweetness ever-novel.
You are the closest but ever mysterious;
Oozing ambrosia, You don't heed any prohibition.
Come near or go far, from a site unseen You keep seeing;
You are life's love-wine, the One ever ancient.
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Saturday, January 24, 2026
Always with me
In just Your recollection, in just Your conception;
Days, they go away by Your grace.
Whether You love or not, close You come or not,
Ever under smiling umbra You've maintained.
Oh I've come to the world to perform Your deeds–
You've given me the means; I stand always ready.
Externally and within, at inmost part in heart,
My ego dances in Your rocking cradle.
I can't bear remaining forgetful of Thee–
Start, stay, and finish of what is traced on psyche,
With its vibration, its ankle-bell sonation,
Living's song continues, on it sails.
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Friday, January 23, 2026
Gone but present nonetheless
Vraja's Gopal is leaving–
From where unto where?
To the beat of dance sky You made rumble;
Heaps of memories go on dropping.
I know my Kanu[1] goes away never;
At the depths of heart He smiles nonetheless.
Eyes not seeing, but recalling in cogitation,
Hard is understanding whether far or near.
Thought goes on merging into such great ideation;
Lack's perception gets lost in its own disposition.
I'm a boat its coast lost, shoreless do I rove,
Like a gem crafted of Gokul mentality.
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Thursday, January 22, 2026
I've yearned for Thee
I have wanted You in name, shape, and flavor,
In hard-to-reach thinking, in lonesome retreat...
In existential thought, in meaning form-free,
In generation-operation-destruction, in mystery.
What is this Your divine play, oh Mercy's Embodiment?
In an instant much You break, and much You make afresh
How many are the things that arrive, so many that leave,
In the dust at the outskirts of Your feet.
Unseen-Unblemished is Your name;
Obeisance to You is beyond the mind-sense-speech range.
You are source, position, and final state;
You smile on psyche's jeweled swing.
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Wednesday, January 21, 2026
Afloat on a wave of bliss
Neath this same newly-risen sun, with new life,
I have been sailing, Lord, in direction Thine.
My string that is torn, a lyre with lost rhythm,
Nonetheless, by Your song, stayed agog have I.
It's like I've no worth, what I convey to world;
Amid my oyster shell, I don't find a pearl.
Lord, with Your thought, Your pull thereby,
One have I become, in both heart and mind.
I am minuscule, a molecule's tiny portion;
You are God, the Self-made Star, the sun-ray's Sun.
My salvation heavenly, You are fit to be remembered;
Without cause You continue pouring out delight.
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Tuesday, January 20, 2026
Out of body...
Having filled the eyes, I will hold You dear,
Today when You arrive, oh when You're at my residence.
With flowers I'll decorate, the mind will I delight;
I'll dance round and round, forgetting fear and shyness.
In daytime when light appears,
At eastern sky Your face beams.
On mahua's pungent smell floats the air in my dwelling;
Oh the Cowherd King, toward You my mind races.
Behind western mountain[1] the sun of evening sinks;
Having given swing, it departs, like stalk of waterlily.
Having quit the coast, my mind goes far on a shoreless sea;
No more pastoral, between us there's not any obstacle.
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Monday, January 19, 2026
Krsna, we miss You
Oh Kanu,[1] the ruby of Vrndavan,
You went where, ourselves having left–
Father Nanda and Ma Jashoda,
Milch cow and reed pipe, having forgotten.
Today, the Jamuna races unaccompanied;
Blooms not the kadamba, blossom and tree.
Underneath the tamal at a Gokul moody,
No longer sways the light-ray of duskiness.
Our life, only You are the Dark King;[2]
With You gone, goes away everything.
Today at Govardhan, in the bamboo forest,
No one looks with eyes open.
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Sunday, January 18, 2026
You renew me
On this same resplendent morning,
You came and You made blooms appear,
The earth to make sweet-smelling.
To receive You granting boon arrived everybody,
A bud of trust in their hand at this festivity.
They accorded all respect; any pride is useless
In one with beguiled mind, having gotten Thee.
There's no day, there's no night– all the time,
Dearest, You accompany, oh Consciousness Personified.
Under Your love's lamp at thought's kadam tree,
In a static world arrived zeal.
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Friday, January 16, 2026
Smoke gets in my eyes
In each molecule He Who goes on dancing,
He Who goes on dancing,
Always externally, at any time inside of me,
He gives a swing amid psyche.
I can't know, and even understood I fathom not;
To hold on to learning I cannot.
Ever in desperation, always with my hope unrealized,
Mind wants to get Him nearby.
That One Wizard has created through sorcery;
Arrayed has He a realm of beauty, heavenly.
What He does and when He does it, who can conceive?
Despite that, in cogitation He flashes light.
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Tuesday, January 13, 2026
Life and death
Coming and going, wanting and getting,
Staying alive is with these only.
Insensate and sensate, any atomic mind,
Everybody's life is traced by this scheme.
I can't say: I did not desire to come
Or that anyone remaining must not go off.
By this frequent-visiting's everlasting sport,
Horse-bells and chariot-wheels proceed;
They're cloaked by the fancy of Cosmic Psyche.
A tree's verdancy and the sun's color ruddy,
Upon hope's sky moonlight's honeyed beauty–
To give them speech there's no frontier.
That Master, He creates this obscurity:
Staying-and-not-staying's mystery.
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Monday, January 12, 2026
Like a sherpa
Who are You upon my mental sky?
You arrived in person, today in person You arrived.
With damru beat, in a trice,
Having danced, You made rise.
I grasped not what I want, what is my requirement;
A mound of renowned had been, so much unneeded.
In a wink all those things having pulverized,
You took on lap, lifting high.
The Master of Truth and Welfare, oh You are lovely;
Beyond psyche, in a realm ever mind-enchanting.
Learning's very heavy burden, having set aside,
The load You did take and minimize.
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Sunday, January 11, 2026
Finally
With these fresh, green leaves on a crimson morning,
You had arrived, You'd appeared.
Giving pleasure with a mild breeze,
You had smiled, You had beamed.
On the cosmic lower lip, a heavenly smile;
Along with it had been Your magical reed pipe.
Demolishing worldliness at end of crooked, stupid vice,
You had floated on the sky of psyche.
I could not recognize Thee;
Scripture with philosophy did not speak to me.
By each stanza my mentality having pleased,
Purged You disease and deficiency.
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Saturday, January 10, 2026
Another time
Lac-colored had been the flame in the mental lotus,
Yourself having said You will come.
On a restless wind with a placid, cordial song,
Every moment You stirred action.
On a blue lake had bloomed just my one flower;
In that shape had been infused fragrance incomparable.
It had become anxious, wholeheartedly had it craved
You to have come, raising up.
Now You've arrived at Vrndavan, and You have crazed;
By a bamboo flute's vibration, unto mind You've given sway.
The lotus-garden is aclatter all the time;
Atop stalk and root romps a golden blossom.
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Friday, January 9, 2026
More than life Him I esteem
The Unknown Traveler, today why does He summon me?
He is huge, I am minute; to Him what can I yield!
Alive I've stayed, my tiny flame about to go out;
Still I've kept it alight, having taken solemn vow.
Does He not know this story?
Before me, I rate His worth only.
I am a firefly, moonlight's moon I dance surrounding;
In His profound wisdom's glow I get lost frequently.
By just His attraction am I floating,
With affection and with ecstasy.
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Thursday, January 8, 2026
The look of love
You did come;
You had heard my inner talk.
I'd believed You have ignored,
But that was just my understanding wrong.
From the lampblack of my eyes,
Tears You have washed aside.
Having wept, turned to dawn has the night;
I've considered whether deaf You did become.
Today with splendor's garland You appeared,
Amid just mind in privacy.
With my love's wreath of light-beams,
You had been concealed by cogitation.
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Wednesday, January 7, 2026
Please don't keep afar
Information has arrived from a remote star;
Will You not be sating hope, won't You come
To this same mortal world with despairing heart?
At hope's southeast corner, You will kindle new light;
Anxious humanity did provide the heady might...
Only that will manifest– You'll make everything fine,
Between Supreme Being and Its thinking-analogue.
No one's sorrow will remain, You'll fill every breast;
By the Great's inspiration, constant zeal will dwell...
The eye-pupils smiling sweetly, each face resplendent,
Through exuberant lifetime's effusion.
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Tuesday, January 6, 2026
From on high
You had come, Beloved,
At end of dark, new-moon night,
O'er eastern mountain[1] pouring light,
Disrepute setting aside in a trice.
On Earth's surface none had been alive,
My tale of pain to realize.
In private You arrived
From grief and glee's lofty sky.
From world above came the light rays;
Form to bloom in many hues did they make.
And Your smile it conveyed
As mood's reply, thought-realm derived.
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Monday, January 5, 2026
You have suckered me
Only You had I yearned for,
Me You gifted many things.
With You stay I, had I thought;
You pillowed me with riches worldly.
A lotus You provided, You gave a thorn's pain burning;
Choker-like, You filled up a floral wreath.
Deference showing, You gave anxiety;
You made me forget the song everlasting.
I know just You as long road's boon companion;
In my vicinity, nowhere is there someone more.
Only to attain You, on Your path do I walk;
You are my polestar, kindly pay heed.
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Sunday, January 4, 2026
No reason for isolation
Heaven's bugle has begun sounding;
The sun has come with new vigor.
Upon eastern mountain,[1] with reddish, tender leaves,
Life goes on flowing, to fill with song.
Removed has been the long gloom unending;
Sped in each direction has life's tidings–
Dormant social consciousness has risen, awaking
With anklets of light now, without fear or hesitation.
Today there is no lone doer's vanity;
Everyone moves joyously with everybody...
All mute mouths to fill with speech,
A lake of ambrosia having bathed in splendor.
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Saturday, January 3, 2026
The mountain comes to Mohammed
Arrived today the Kanu[1] lost,
With vista of the new only...
At the groves of Vrndavan aplenty,
Having coated revelry on a mild breeze.
The kadam tree is wizened;
Grazing land had become a desert.
And the River Jamuna had evaporated;
Inside heart Kanu had not been.
The ones who had loved,
To a standstill they had come.
But today they lost aplomb,
Having gotten their Beloved at dwelling.
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Thursday, January 1, 2026
Comes the new day
After many a day He has arrived;
He has been filling the life of everyone.
Today, no palaver is there–
Only song and still more song.
Young madder shoots, they speak dancing;
It became your time, oh buds of myrtle evergreen.
No longer be abed lying;
Listen to His invitation.
Bakul too, they proclaim, amid bela and malatii;
The tale of His coming is told upon a southern breeze.
No more be awaiting and crying;
His gift, smiling, take it please.
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