You had been upon a bed of ease;
I have gone on calling and calling, Beloved.
My call did not pierce Your idle ear,
But I forsook nonetheless.
At Vaekuntha You had been sunk in sleep;
Days have passed effort-free on an earth without mercy.
Forgetting my direction, You looked not eyes opening;
You saw not how much I have wept.
Yours alone is everything: water, sunlight, fruit, and blossom;
Not a thing belongs to me... I'm a beggar of Your favor.
At every pasture You dance, with both lips You grin;
In Maya's slumber I have not forgotten.
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Even when Your need be not felt, if You seem absent, I miss You nonetheless.
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