Sunday, July 30, 2023

God's fool am I



(2712)  Mamata makha o duti ankhi

Oh the two eyes affection smeared,
Cosmic sweetness they've drawn forth.
Psyche wants that always, I see.

All that has been hope or language fraught,
Whatever love and song have strayed off–
Entangled with each moment is a recollection;
On getting that, there's naught else left to achieve.

Having stayed watching, fear and public shame abide;
But dancing on within psyche is that King of Mind.
For Him alone staying alive, in just His garb attired,
Toward only His arrival path, I remain gazing.

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Naught is lost



(2711)  Chande gane sure ele mana madhupure

With cadence, lyrics, tune, You entered mind's sweet residence;
With the bliss of attainment, You made life replete.
Unseen and blemish-free, a gratifying cognitive intuition,
To all of my gladness, distress, and fatigue, You paid heed.

Like a river, rhythmically the lyrics go ahead;
Toward the Great Ocean they rush in waves unobstructed.
With a message of novelty, obsolete having cleansed,
On both the sky and air, they raise life's sweet melody.

On this vast stellar sky, everything has persisted;
What was once, that exists– even the lost song drifts.
I am seated, listening, hoping to hear that hymn
From star-studded space, whose presence for me has ceased.

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A lasting impression



(2710)  Sharada nishiithe tomate amate, smita shephaliite paricay

Late one night of autumn, betwixt You and me,
Amid jasmines blossoming, our acquaintance.
On enchanted lower lip, repeatedly,
What had happened, there is no forgetting that.

With You was Your charming flute;
Lively and playful, Your eyes two.
By that flute, the universe, dance-rapt;
By those eyes, the world, sweetness-packed.

Much time has elapsed consequently;
Many a nebula and star have come into being.
How much has arrived, how much has disappeared;
But still now that memory is filled with fragrance.

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Friday, July 28, 2023

His boundless mercy



(2709)  Amar andhar hrdaye

In my dark heart
Was the light's arriving.
There was no sadhana; You showed kindness–
You permitted love throbbing.

In the dust of road, alone had I fallen;
You inscribed the mark of luster upon forehead.
In thought and deed by human dharma,
You launched a beginning.

"The One to Whom you belong, His is everyone;
Within you alone is coveting's completion.
It echoes on a dormant, innermost veena,
Your own upward propelling."

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Grace is everything



(2708)  Deshatiita prabhu deshe ele

Transcendent Lord, You came in-country;
You gave up graciously.
With ecstasy this world was filled,
Eyes opened and seeing Thee.

What had been unthinkable;
With kindness it too happened.
Ended was the night of ruin,
Right away, instantly.

I have chased apparitions,
High and low, path forgotten.
Everything is just compassion,
With a smile You revealed.

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Thursday, July 27, 2023

My all-embracing Deity



(2707)  Sabar apan tumi sabara priya

Everybody's own, You're everyone's Darling;
You are of the Earth and also celestial.
Taking in throat venom-piles of the universe,
By personal virtue You've become immortal.

In qualities, not at all like anybody:
Incorporeal abode within form's pageantry.
In love and affection, tenderness complete–
Inconceivable it is, another one similar.

Like Himalayan mountain peak, You are elevated;
But You've stayed kissing netherworld's abyss.
Body and mind, I bow before You over and over,
You alone are essence of heavenly nectar.

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Wednesday, July 26, 2023

Sweet longing



(2706)  Amar marma majhare prabhu

Lord, my soul's core amid,
Yours is light's invitation.
Vile though I be, I am Yours only;
Don't behave oblivious.

Atop mountain, in the sea, and on sky's body,
You have scattered luster's beauty.
Getting just a single speck of that gleam only,
This is how I'm made conscious.

Of existence-progress-happiness,
Of blooming kadams rain-cleansed,
The screwpine's[1] language of love's pollen,
An exquisitely fine ascension.

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