Contemplating You daytime goes away;
Yourself do I love, oh I hold dear.
At Your Gokul of mind, light-rays coruscate;
By that light, eyes are kept smiling.
Unfamiliar and unknown, You are my own nonetheless:
The Master, Eternity's quintessence.
Absent You I don't exist, this fact I grasp constantly;
Compassion Thine is gloom's undoing.
With soul You are mingling, hey the Unseen Godhead;
Not having got to see, I cry... this is my foolishness.
Rashly discarding knowledge for an oyster-shell silvery,
Toward mirages I come racing.
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The pearl might not be of this world.
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