Translations only
1-100
1
SONG OF EFFULGENCE
O Lord, lead me on.
Lead me on towards the fountain of effulgence.
O Lord, lead me on.
I can no longer bear the pain of darkness in my heart.
O Lord, lead me on.
With Your songs, break my deep slumber.
O Lord, lead me on.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) is the real friend. O Paramapurus'a, direct me unto the fountain of divine effulgence. I was slumbering in Cimmerian darkness - I was an ordinary atom. But now I can no longer tolerate the staticity of darkness. O Paramapurus'a, sing before me the song which will arouse me from my deep slumber. Sing before me that song which will show me what is what and which is which.
2
SONG OF LIBERATION
This song of mine is a fountain of effulgence.
On this rocky path, day and night I keep on flowing,
heedless of all obstacles.
This song of mine is a fountain of effulgence.
This path of mine is rugged and full of thorns.
The flowing stream emanating from the source of life
will shatter the granite prison walls.
This song of mine is a fountain of effulgence.
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This song of mine
is like a flow of light.
In the rugged rocky terrain,
day and night, I flow along,
I flow along unhindered.
This path of mine is uneven,
full of thorns.
With a forceful flow of life,
I flow along, breaking asunder,
I move along breaking the prison walls.
Purport:
For those who move along the path of greatness and magnanimity, so much meanness and littleness stands as insurmoantable obstacles. They know this and their song is like a fountain of divine effulgence - it is not a materialistic song. Their song does not move along a smooth road. In their path there are so many thorns, so many ups and downs -just like a fountain which flows along various rapids and finally merges into the sea. They recognize no barrier, saying - "We move on and on, with all our innate vitality, ever breaking all the iron prison walls around us."
3
SONG OF NEO-HUMANISM
Calling all, I will sing the glories of this crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
The sky above is studded with stars,
The air is intoxicated with fragrance.
With all entities I exist,
anointing my mind with the pollen of flowers.
Calling all, I will sing the glories of this crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
This earth on which I walk
is purer than the purest gold.
In its green shade,
all creatures are cherished.
It dances, blessed with new life.
Calling all, I will sing the glories of this crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
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Calling all, I will sing the glories of the crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
The sky is studded with stars.
The air is sweetly scented.
In all entities I exist,
anointing my mind with the pollen of flowers.
This earth on which I walk
is purer than the purest gold,
in its green shade,
all creatures are cherished.
It dances, blessed with new life.
Purport:
Darkness has come to an end, crossing the threshold at the edge of light. Now is the proper time to call all and announce that the crimson dawn has come. The beautiful sky is studded with so many stars, the air is sweetly-scented. The atmosphere, lithosphere, hydrosphere - everything is closely related to me. All the flora and fauna I must preserve; I must save them from premature extinction because I love everything of this earth. I am a Neo-Humanist. I call one and all to come and create a new rhythm.
4
SONG OF SWEETNESS
The lyres of all minds play
to the same tune today.
There is fragrance in all hearts.
You came onto this earth
with Your exquisite appearance
and gave the same feeling to all.
Do not tear my garland of flowers,
my entire wealth of compassion.
Come close to me,
come closer, still closer,
take all that I have.
5
SONG OF FULFILMENT
The ancient unknown traveller has come.
With the blissful resonance of consciousness,
my life overflows with song.
In the sweet form of the loss of all,
in the destitution of oblivion,
with the rhythm and song of attainment,
with the invocation of the ever-beautiful one,
my life overflows with song.
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The unknown traveller has come,
after so many ages,
with the sweet call of consciousness.
My life is filled with songs.
In the pangs of losing everything,
in the the emptiness of complete oblivion,
in in the rhythm and song of supreme fulfillment,
in the invocation of the eternally-beatiful,
my life became filled with songs.
6
SONG OF AWAKENING
My Lord is covered in golden light.
The bird of dawn begins to sing,
vibrant with new life.
Why all this?
In answer to whose call?
Day and night I seek Him.
The new light sends forth a blaze of effulgence
and beats its new wings of joy.
My Lord is covered with golden light.
note : This is the experience of a sa'dhaka (spiritual aspirant) immediately after receiving initiation.
7
SONG OF BUDDHA
In the midst of silence -
who are You who came,
breaking my deep, dark slumber?
Breaking my slumber,
in the midst of silence?
When the raging storm
had extinguished my lamp,
You lit the flame of knowledge in my eyes,
and broke my slumber.
In the small garden playhouse,
those who come, go far, far away.
Their path is a beacon of light today.
Lighting Your lamp to awaken me
You have broken my slumber.
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness), You have come to break the bondage of slumber. You lighted the lamp of knowledge which was extinguished by thunderstorms. You are the lighthouse that saves us from any destruction, from the ravages of cyclones. People come and go in this world without direction; You have shown them how to reach their destination.
8
I want to go,
please take me with You.
Tear off all obstructing bondages.
The restlessness of my being,
the agitation of my heart,
the passion of my mind -
my everything,
take it with You.
Purport:
I have the intense desire to come to You and move along with You, O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), but there are innumerable obstacles on the way.
I want to move along with You, but in this material world, my mind is always being disturbed by various worldly bondages and obstacles.
O my Lord, crush all those bondages, those walls of obstacles, and take me along with You.
So many worldly waves come and go according to Your desire, so please help me - I am ready to do anything and everything for You. Take away all those obstacles so that I may easily reach Your lotus feet.
9
That gloomy despair is dispelled today,
by the touch of infinite light.
The thirst of the desert
has vanished in that sweet and charming shade.
In my song, there is no demand.
In my smile, there is no attainment.
All my movements, all my expressions
move in the flow of exquisite beauty -
towards that beacon of infinite light.
Purport:
The pathos of darkness has been expelled.
It has come in contact with the divine light, the divine effulgence. All my pains of this material world have been banished by Your sweet benign touch; thus all darkness has been removed. The thirst of the desert, the draught of the desert is no more with me, and my mind is now throbbing with divine energy and dancing in divine ecstasy.
10
By Your magic mirror,
whatever we think,
whatever we do,
O Lord,
You know it all.
The pulsation of life,
the evolution of the ages,
You listen,
You hear all secrets.
By hiding from You,
what are we to do?
By making You unmindful,
what are we to think?
You are in all manifestations,
and in all actions.
You are in the sweetness of silence.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) has a magical mirror (maya mukura), and with the help of that magical mirror He can see whatever one is, whatever one does. He can feel the heart beating of each and every individual, and knows the entire evolution of this universe.
O Paramapurus'a, that is why one cannot do anything secretly, that is why one cannot think anything secretly.
You are with each and every action of this physical world.
You are with the movement of each and every cell of the human mind; and You are with each and everyone with Your silent beauty.
11
This reddish earth moves on and on
in the rhythm of dance.
You should know that this is not merely soil -
this earth is my mother.
In its fields, the sheaves of grain
gleam with golden light.
The children of its soil
bear an outlook of true gold.
O earth, my mother earth!
With its sky and stars,
with the fragrance of flowers
and its sweet water and air -
with all these -
remains my eyes consoling land.
O earth, my mother earth!
O Lord,
if You truly love me,
on such auspicious day,
come to me.
By Your grace
I will build true and perfect human beings.
O earth, my mother earth!
12
Lo, there comes the unknown traveller!
His eyes revealing limitless compassion.
His smile showering radiant pearls.
My heart trembles in awe.
How overwhelming is His majestic presence!
Who is He who produced such overpowering bliss in me?
My mind longs to gaze upon Him always.
Yet in shyness and fear I dare not.
Where does such incomparable sweetness lie hidden?
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With eyes full of affection
and with a jewel-like flow on His smile,
the unknown traveller has come.
My heart trembles in awe,
what is this experience?
O majestic one!
Who gave this experience of bliss?
My mind wants to always see Him,
but in shame and fear I dare not.
Where does the sweetness of such honey lie hidden?
13
I have only laughed,
I have only danced,
I have only sung,
I have fallen in love with the moonlight.
Whatever I have seen, heard or attained
I embedded it all
in the jewel-case of my mind.
When, in cruel tempests, all was lost
I resorted to Him
in whom everything merges.
Where there is no light, there is no life.
Today, I have attained the Lord of Light!
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I have simply laughed,
danced and sung
and fallen in love
with the luster of the moonlight.
Whatever I have seen,
whatever I have heard,
whatever I have obtained or achieved,
in my emerald-like mental attic
I kept it safely.
When merciless tempests raged,
and all was lost to regions unknown,
I held on to Him
in whom all losses end.
Where there is no light, there is no life.
Today, I attained the apostle of light.
14
Today, I remember those long-forgotten days
of the auspicious dawn of my life,
when I came to know You in my crying.
O, Lord of petty entities!
Countless days have come and gone.
Countless nights have become hidden in light.
You exist beyond the realm of light and shade.
O Lord of effulgence!
O my Lord of beauteous forms!
Beyond the feelings of known and unknown,
the sweetness of spiritual realisation
forever flows around Your feet.
O Lord of sweetness!
Thou art beyond illusion!
O my Lord of songs!
Purport:
O Lord, I remember the past days when I came into this world as a newborn child - my first communication with the world was through crying. Not tears, crying. A newborn child does like this (demonstrates). So the first talk to the world is crying; there may or may not be tears. In the first phase You come to me in the form of so many small things, childhood needs; then You come in the form of so many big expressions - water, air, sky. And then in the final phase, You come in the form of songs.
15
Do not go, O Lord, do not go!
For You, day and night, I stay awake.
Because You exist, the world exists.
With You, all beings are in love.
This light, this shade, this wind,
this blue sky adorned with the spangles of stars -
are all dancing in Your melodious rhythm.
For, it is Your love that all are seeking.
Don't forget me, don't forget me!
O divine friend!
With a sweet smile You come near
and, with a sweet smile, You again depart.
This laughter, this song,
this radiant light and the higher realms
are all mingled in Your ideation.
In Your name, all dance in joyous intoxication.
To You, all express their innermost heart.
Do not tear, do not tear -
O divine friend -
these flowers, vibrant with the touch of life.
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a, do not desert me. I am spending sleepless nights for You. The universe exists because You are there. Because of Your presence the universe is created. So the existence of the universe is dependent on Your existence. All natural beauties are dancing, all are getting inspiration from You. All long for Your love and affection. O Lord, come close and smile Your sweet and charming smile. My garland represents my love and intimacy. Let the flowers of my garland remain forever.
16
Deep in dream,
the air heavy with moisture,
the Unknown Traveller came.
On the strings of His lyre,
beyond all limitations,
He sang the song of consciousness.
How affectionate was His look!
How compassionate His smile!
Shattering all bondages,
The unknown has become known today.
Purport:
When the air was heavy with moisture and while I was in a deep dream, a very sweet dream, I saw that an unknown traveller had come. His eyes were full of affection and His sweet smile said who He was. But as soon as I could know who He was, He no longer remained unknown. Then He was not at all an unknown traveller, He was a known personality, and everyone knew who He was.
17
The clouds have dissolved
and all anxieties disappeared.
On the journey on the path of light,
from the distant blue void,
whose call resounded
from the golden chariot of the sun?
Come one and all to the grand festival!
To this festival of dawn!
The din of earth
and the sweet message of heaven
have blended into one today.
The clouds have dissolved
and all anxieties disappeared.
Purport:
The clouds have vanished and now there are no worries or anxieties. Now we are proceeding towards the supreme destination, the supreme desideratum of life. There is no obstacle now in the blue sky. Some people from another world, the divine world, are calling and saying, "You brothers and sisters of Earth, come forward. We are ready to join hands with you." Let there be a happy union between the physical or mundane world and the divine world. Let there be a happy blending, a divine union.
18
SONG OF EGALITARIANISM
Someone has come and whispered into my ears,
"The new dawn will come".
Beyond the curtain of darkest mist
a new golden light will laugh.
No more agony and lamentation!
No more tears flowing from the eyes!
From beyond the scope of all pain
the freshness of life will float anew.
The realm of affection and compassion,
of hope and love
and sweetest dreams
will enter the inner core of all minds
and remove
even the blackest shadows of darkness.
Purport:
All black shadows of pains and troubles will be dispelled by human love and human touch. Someone whispered in my ear that a new dawn will come. The golden light will laugh, crushing the cimmerian darkness. There will be no more pain and sorrow, and no more tears. Affection, compassion, love and hope will enter the inner core of all minds. All black shadows of pains and troubles will be dispelled by human love and human touch.
19
In the new day,
in the crimson radiance,
with the rhythm of forms
You entered my mind.
You know how to make us laugh.
You know how to make us weep.
You know how to play hide-and-seek.
Today You came to fill my life
with Your rays of radiant light.
You know how to play the lyre.
You know how to weave endless melodies.
You know how to make the world dance
in Your melodies and rhythms.
You know how to love the world
in all its pains and pleasures.
Purport:
The new dawn has come. In the new crimson dawn, with the rhythm of forms You entered my mind. You know how to make us laugh and weep, You know how to play hide-and-seek. You filled my life with Your radiant light. You know how to play the lyre, to weave endless melodies, to make the world dance in Your melodies and rhythms. And You know how to love the world with all its pains and pleasures.
20
O Lord, You are a star of the distant sky!
I do not know You, I do not know,
do not know, do not know!
Come slowly and sit by my side.
Do not hide Yourself from me.
Do not hide, do not hide, do not hide!
So many sorrows of so many days,
so many ideas
are stored in my mind!
I will pour out my heart to You.
Do not pretend to be deaf.
Do not pretend, do not pretend, do not pretend!
You are my nearest one, You are my dearest!
You are the one who all adore most!
Do not maintain this bondage of distance.
Do not maintain it, do not maintain it!
Whatever learned people may say,
whatever the scriptures may say -
I will remain Yours and You will remain mine!
No other idea will I accept.
I won't, I won't, I won't!
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), at present You are a star of the distant sky. I see You, but I don't know You. Come gradually closer to me and sit by my side. Don't try to hide from me - I have many things to say to You. So many pains and so many ideas have accumulated in my mind. Let me express them fully - don't pretend to be deaf. Come near to me, I will tell You everything and my heart will become light. You are the dearest, the most adored by all. Everyone wants to be near You-please don't remain far away. Scriptures bear no significance for me. I am not to be guided by the scriptures - I am to be guided and controlled by devotional love. Whatever the scholars or scriptures may say, I know only that You are mine and I am Yours. Nothing else can I accept.
21
O Lord, You are the glittering moon
in the dark and cloudy night.
You are the polestar
to one lost in wilderness,
wandering on a lonely path.
You are the sweet balm
that heals all sorrows.
You are the glittering moon
in the dark and cloudy night.
In all my actions I seek You.
In my unspoken agony,
I long for You,
as do afflicted ones.
You are in day
and You are in night.
You are in pleasure,
and You are in pain.
You make us forget all obstacles on our path.
You are together with us.
O Lord, You are the glittering moon
in the dark and cloudy night.
Purport:
You are, O Lord, like the glittering moon in the cloudy night. You are like the pole-star to one lost in the wilderness. You are the sweet healing balm for all the pains and agonies of life. In all circumstances, You are the one who removes all my pains and miseries; and in all conditions I long for Your sweet presence in all my actions, in all my unspoken agonies. In my sorrow You are with me, in my joy also You are with me.
22
O unfailing friend, can You tell me
what You do throughout the day?
Whatever comes and whatever goes
it all takes place under Your feet.
In Your mind everything is written.
With such a mind,
what do You do?
O divine friend, can You tell me
what You do throughout the day?
With all the happiness and all the sweetness
with all the sorrows and all the pains,
how do You manage Your divine sport?
And tell me, do You have any secrets?
Purport :
We human beings remain preoccupied with worldly activities - buying, selling, bargaining. Sitting-in these, we keep ourselves engaged. O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), what do You do all day? Please tell me in what kind of activity You keep Yourself busy. Yours is the macrocosm. All the thoughts, all the ideas of the universe are all within Your mind. In that Cosmic Macrocosm, I fail to understand what You do and how You can manage with so many thoughts and so many feelings - with all the joys and sweetness, with all the sorrows and miseries of all the creatures. If I were in Your situation I would become mad! What do You do with all Your ideas and expressions? And not only that, there have been certain polarizations regarding Your thoughts and expressions, ideas and activities. Some people are Your ardent supporters, some are against You; some dearly love You, and some are vehemently opposed to You. With all Your supporters and opponents, how do You continue playing Your liila (divine game)? It is something wonderfully strange! As much as I have understood, I still have become confused! Now the question arises - I want to know from You very secretly - besides all these, have You got any other personal secret with You? Please tell me. I want to say something to You. Be with me and hear me. When due to sorrow I am unable to say anything, hear me also then. While on the journey of my life, when I feel tired, at that time also be with me, inspire me and remove my afflictions.
23
O Lord, You are the apostle of the new light.
Which far-distant realm have You come from?
All the rhythms of the universe are now dancing around You.
You are the apostle of the new light.
You were hidden in the loneliness of that deep and dark night.
But now, You have pierced the veil of darkness.
Soaring on wings ever-new,
You are the apostle of the new light.
All despair has vanished
and hope has blossomed.
The universe has been flooded
with an all-embracing wave of love.
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), You are the new light. Piercing through the veil of cimmerian darkness, soaring on Your ever-new wings, You have appeared before me and the world as an apostle of newness and an apostle of life, and all the rhythms of the universe are dancing around You. With Your arrival, all frustrations have disappeared, and today hope prevails everywhere. The entire universe has been flooded with a wave of love, and all living beings have started to love each other.
24
O Lord suddenly You came,
and suddenly You left.
In the midst of the deep, dark night
You came and smilingly said:
"I am now too busy, I must go, go, go.
Many are there,
who want many things
and at least something
I must give them;
In giving and taking
I remain thus engaged.
So I have no time, no time, no time!
In many corners of the world,
many are there who ask for me secretly.
To them also I must go.
Where will I find the time, where, oh where?
And there are those who ask for all.
And there are those who ask for nothing.
And they are the ones
who, by wanting Me, want all.
To their hearts' call
I must respond.
They are the ones who love the most."
Purport:
You appeared before me suddenly in the night and said smilingly, "I am very busy with so many activities and thus I cannot stay with you. I must go, I must go, I must go !" What is this? You said, "Everybody in this world wants something from Me, but it is not possible to grant everything they ask for. And you know, some of these demands are logical and justifiable, some are not. Even so, I am to satisfy them, at least giving something - if not fully quenching their thirst, at least partially, I must quench their thirst. And with these matters, I remain engaged. "There are many people who say, 'O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), You are mine, so You should meet me secretly, confidentially in my heart. I want personal contact with You' I am to go to them also, and this requires some time too. So there is shortage of time, there is paucity of time. "There are also some very intelligent people who say, 'O Paramapurus'a, I don't what anything from You, I want You! Those who say this actually want everything because they want Me! They are the most clever and intelligent sa'dhakas (spiritual aspirants), so I am to respond to their call also. I am to fulfill their demands and their desires. In fact, it is these people whom I like the most, "So you sa'dhakas, I have a great deal of work to do. I have come for only a short while, and so it is difficult for me to remain long with you. I must go; I must go, I must go."
25
O people of the world, behold!
To those who were seeking me,
I gave what they desired.
Now, the light of humanism has spread.
Spiritual humanism has entered everyone's heart.
And those with love in their heart -
what have they done?
They have tightly bound their heart unto mine.
Purport:
O people of the world, behold! Those who were seeking Me, I gave them what they wanted. As a result, a wave of humanism is flowing through the world, and that humanism is blended with spirituality. Now is this world, who are the most fortunate beings? Those who are endowed with a developed mind. And what have they done? Out of their deep love for Me, they have brought Me so close to them so that in all their hearts, in all their minds, I have closely associated Myself. From these individual minds I cannot remain apart. I am completely associated with them, I am inseparably linked to them.
26
O Lord, sing Your blissful songs
and rouse me from this static slumber.
Look at me, always look at me!
O my dearest, dearest Lord.
Today my life's dullness has disappeared.
My mind is filled with exquisite beauty.
In Your rhythmic flow of sweetness
make my life ever-new.
O my dearest, dearest Lord.
Let me flow in the current of celestial light
and fill me with transcendental feeling.
O my dearest, dearest Lord.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) is the greatest friend. The degree of bondage is greatest in crude matter where consciousness is dormant. So, O Lord, please sing Your blissful songs and rouse me from this slumber of staticity. Let me proceed towards Your effulgence. Let the supramental waves elevate this entire material world to the Supreme Stratum, and let me rise above this material world and come in close contact with You. I want this blessing from You, my Supreme Guide, my Paramapurus'a.
27
Please respond, O Lord, in rhythm and song.
Please respond, O Lord, in dance and cadence.
O my dearest Lord!
You Yourself aroused me from slumber.
Come dancing in rhythm!
Come dancing in rhythm!
I was unconscious in the world of darkness
when You came like a blazing sun.
Flooding my life with Your colourful radiance,
You intoxicated my mind.
O Lord, come dancing in rhythm!
Come dancing in rhythm!
Piercing through the fog of confusion,
come into the core of my heart.
Come dancing in rhythm!
Come dancing in rhythm!
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), come to me with the rhythm of Your dance and with Your sweetness. Do not come in any crude form, in the form of violence, in the form of darkness, in the form of terror. I want to have You through the sweet melody of songs and the sweet rhythms of dance. I want to be one with You through these rhythms. I was in deep slumber and You awakened me, You led me on with Your sweetness and rhythm, You coloured my life with Your colour. Now, please come close to my heart. Please touch me.
28
O Lord, what shall I say to You?
You broke my dark slumber
and now, I shall move on the path of light.
I shall move, I shall move, I shall move!
You threaded my long-neglected flower
into Your garland.
You took on Your lap,
the offerings of my mind
which were soiled with dust.
In exchange for all I had,
I have received You.
To You alone I will listen,
I will listen, I will listen, I will listen!
Purport:
O Lord, what shall I say to You? You have broken my dark slumber, and now I shall move on the path of light. My flower which was long-neglected, You have threaded into Your garland. Those offerings of my mind were soiled with the dust of pettiness, You have graciously taken them on Your lap. I have given away my all, and then only I have received You. Henceforward, I shall move along Your path. Only Your words I will hear, only Your dictates I will follow. This is the proper path for me.
29
You call me from distant stars,
from the rifts in the clouds.
You have given me such a small mind
and expect so much from it.
I am bound by innumerable impediments -
by the smell of the earth,
or the leaves of the trees,
by the sparkling river currents,
or the shining sky above me.
Yet, You still call me from distant stars,
from the rifts in the clouds.
O my Supreme Friend,
I know You are very close to me.
Why then do You call me from afar?
How will I be able to see You
from such a distance ?
30
You came into the core of my heart
and awakened me from dull slumber.
You painted my mind with Your bright hue.
I was weary with my unending journey,
full of confusion and misunderstanding.
My life was polluted with poisonous dissonance.
You dispelled all with a wave from Your hand.
You vibrated my life with Your joyous rhythm.
I was burdened with conceit and humiliation,
and by my load of disappointments and dashed hopes.
You came and removed the millstone from my neck.
You drenched my life with Your glorious effulgence.
31
From beyond the domain of darkness
You emerged as the polestar of my life.
From what heavenly realm
have You brought
the flow of nectar on this earth?
Come Lord, in the fragrance of my life!
Come Lord, in the flame of my mind!
Come Lord, in the blossom of my heart,
and fill this earth with fragrance!
Come Lord, in the melody of my life!
Come Lord, in the rhythm of my heart!
Awaken all those who are asleep.
Purport:
You have come from the other side of darkness and brought with You the divine nectar for this earth from the other world, from the supramental world. You have come in the very vitality of my life, You have come in the fragrance of my heart, You have come in the flame of my mind, and You have made this universe fragrant. O Lord, with Your presence, let the entire universe be aroused.
32
My restless mind heeds no restrictions.
It only wants to move towards Him.
Why this desire, oh why this desire?
The dust of the earth,
the murmurings of the forest,
those sweet days of the past
the sweetness of my mind -
all together merge in Him.
Why this desire, oh why this desire?
My unexpressed words,
my feelings of ego,
the unspoken pain of my wounded pride -
today they all rush towards Him,
Why do they rush towards Him?
Why this desire, oh why this desire?
Purport:
There are so many charms, so many objects of fascination on this earth, but the accumulated force of all these sweet worldly attractions is far less than the attraction for Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness). Before this Supreme Attraction all other worldly attractions fade. The mind wants a closer affinity to Him, and no charms, no attractions, no fascinations of this mundane world
can create any obstacles on the path.
Now there remains the eternal question - why is the cosmic attraction
so powerful and irresistible? Why is the call of the Great so great?
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In Your name,
in Your song
I have lost myself.
The traveller who was lost in the darkness
has now discovered the stream of light.
The intoxicating air tries to bind me
with its bondages of attachment -
I will say, smiling sweetly,
"I have smashed the stony prison walls."
All Your creatures are worthy of adoration.
Lord, accept my pranam (salutation).
All minds are unique.
Lord, receive my namaska'r (salutation to the Divinity within).
I have come in the flow of universal momentum,
like the nectar in a flower blossom.
Today, the call of Your enchanting name
has shattered all my bondages.
Purport:
You know there is eternal movement, eternal velocity with each and every entity, whether animate or inanimate. Nobody comes into this world knowingly - all human beings come unknowingly in the process of eternal movement, just as nectar comes within a flower. Now, after coming here, when I came in contact with Your name and with Your song, I was so overwhelmed that I have lost myself, I have lost my identity.
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Before Your eyes
everything moves and dances.
Under Your feet
the whole universe flows.
The days that are past,
The songs that are sung
The words that are spoken -
All have merged in You.
Many a times I came and danced and sang.
Many a people I loved.
Many a times I broke the bonds of ma'ya' (the illusory world).
Many a games I have played.
For a long time, I have been moving towards You.
In this flow of movement
all things return to dust.
But this dusty earth is never without You.
It flows in Your rhythm, towards immortality.
Purport:
Whatever one thinks, whatever one sees, whatever one says, all these expressions are rhythmic expressions, and these rhythmic expressions come from You, remain with You, and go back to You. Whatever was said, millions of years ago, was sung or was expressed, all is still there in the storage of the Cosmic Mind. No vibration is lost forever. Do not think that anything is lost - nothing is lost, nothing dies forever. And that is why all the rhythms of this universe, all the celestial rhythms, and all the mundane rhythms flow towards You. You are the ultimate goal, You are the Supreme Desideratum. Everything moves towards You, everything moves towards the Supreme Source of immortality.
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The sky and the air are the essence of nectar.
The call of the dark clouds
produces sweetness in my heart.
The paincajanya conch is blowing.
What a sweet melody of dance and song!
What a flood of effulgence in my heart!
I have lost all sense of direction,
listening to the call of the Supreme.
Who is calling me off and on
to an unknown land,
with such sweet song?
After the darkness, such effulgence!
Suddenly my whole being is soothed and calm
and my heart is filled with that inner sound.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), who is also known as Lord, Krs'n'a, has come so close to me, and I am listening to the sweeet music of His flute. This flute sound of Paramapurus'a, this internal sound is the om'ka'ra sound. Because of my coming in close proximity to His divine presence I hear that divine sound, and I find that the sky, the air, and everything of this universe has been filled with divine nectar and charged with divine fervour. I hear that cosmic sound of that cosmic flow. Now there is nothing left to be attained - everything has been attained.
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You are the unfailing guide,
the nearest and dearest of all.
You are the goal of all lives.
You are the festival of light
in the darkest night.
You are the fountain
in the desert.
You are the goal of all lives.
When everything has been revealed,
what need for games of hide-and-seek?
O Lord, come into my heart
in Your true form,
in a flow of sweet compassion.
On Your path, gleaming with radiance,
how can You hide anything?
You are the goal of all lives.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) is always with everyone, and not only is He with everyone, He helps everyone in all circumstances, whether good or bad, sinner or virtuous. He is just like a fountain of fresh water in the desert; He is just like a festival of light in a dark night. Now, when this fact has been known to all, that You are the helper of all and no one can be without You, then You no longer remain unknown - regarding You everything has become known to all. So now there is no necessity of this hide-and-seek play with us! Come in the forefront and proclaim Your true identity saying, "I am Paramapurus'a," and don't play hide-and-seek with us any longer. And You know, one can hide only in darkness, or in a closed place. But the path You have shown to us is glittering with light, and there is no dark place on it - so where will You hide Yourself on that glittering path? It won't be possible now for You to play hide-and-seek with us, so please give up this particular habit of Yours - it is a defective idea. The days of playing hide-and-seek are over.
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In a forgotten dawn,
when a gentle breeze was blowing,
You appeared on the mirror of my mind.
You blossomed like a flower,
shining in golden light,
flowing with sweet fragrance,
destroying all impurities.
Renewing my existence,
painting pictures of new life,
sending out Your thunderous call -
You broke all the chains.
You broke all the chains.
Purport:
You came into my life - when You came I don't remember - but this much I know, that once You came in my life. You came with a golden light, spreading a sweet fragrance. And because of Your radiant appearance all dark clouds disappeared, all the pains and agonies of my life were removed. You appeared in my life like a pure flower, and with Your appearance there was a flood tide of new vigour in my being. All my bondages were broken to pieces.
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He has come murmuring in my heart,
overflowing with sweet nectar.
The invisible Lord has appeared in my mind,
flooding my whole being with effulgence.
With what an enchanting appearance He has come!
With what an exhilirating smile He is laughing!
His effulgence has painted rainbow colours
on the clouds of my pain.
All the songs, all the rhythms,
all the melodies of the universe
are simply to welcome Him.
Purport:
He has come, filling everything with nectar, making everything glitter with radiant light. He has come, dressed in new garments, and now I see this world in a new light. On the clouds of the pains and agonies of my mind, His presence has been reflected like glittering sun rays, and as a result, rainbows have been created - when His light touched my sorrows, I was filled with the play of rainbow colours. And now I feel as if honey is percolating from all the corners of the universe.
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You have come,
passing through countless towns and cities,
filling innumerable voices with melody and song.
You have come, piercing through countless galaxies,
dancing dances of innumerable rhythms.
By Your unbounded grace,
the world has been given life.
With Your divine ideation,
the creatures have evolved their minds.
By Your unfathomable kindness,
in Your cosmic rhythm,
the world has learned to sing and dance.
There is no song without You,
no dance without You -
Countless mantras (incantations) have evolved,
just to remember You.
Purport:
O Lord, You came here passing through so many habitats and habitations, and filling up countless throats with melodies. You have come here crossing through so many nebulae, galaxies and milky ways, and You appeared before us, dancing in so many rhythms. The world has received life from You and mind from You - and the world has learned how to sing and dance from You. Without You there cannot be any song, without You there cannot be any dance. So many incantations and mantras, are just to remember You.
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In the magnolia garden,
with the southern breeze,
You came today
with Your rhythmic songs.
All pangs of loss,
all disappointments,
All weaknesses
have been forgotten.
On the path of movement,
filled with memories,
in the moving swing
of hopes and disappointments,
You played Your flute of love
and filled everything with Your sweetness.
In the flowing stream of divine light
You have manifested Yourself in endless ways.
Purport:
You have come into this world with the resonance of music, in endless ways. You have manifested Yourself in innumerable styles and forms with rhythmic sweetness and beauty, and all pangs of loss, all disappointments and weaknesses have been forgotten. According to Your wish, because of Your unfathomable kindness, we have been able to know You, hear You and see You in these endless ways. If You had not wanted it, how could we have attained You? What else can I call it execpt Your grace?
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From beyond the veil of darkness,
You Yourself came into my life.
Heedless of my merits and faults,
You loved me.
You showered Your love on me.
Into my small mind,
You infused desires.
In small ideas,
You have kept me attached.
You who are so vast,
You have taught me how to make You my own.
You have showered Your love on me.
By thinking of You,
By remembering You always,
You have taught me how to know myself,
You have showered Your love on me.
Purport:
One can have a rough idea, a microscopic idea of God only when Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) desires it. Without His desire, nothing can be done. Even a blade of grass cannot move without His support, without His order. You came from beyond the veil of darkness, and You loved me without caring for my qualifications and disqualifications.
This is nothing but Your mercy, and that is why I say that You are mine. And You have taught me how to know You. You know, everything is the object of Paramapurus'a: Paramapurus'a is the Supreme Subject, the Supreme Subjectivity. He cannot be the object, for He sees everything. He is the subject, and the entire universe is the object; but Paramapurus'a Himself teaches the microcosms, the human beings, to make Him their object. That is, during sa'dhana, the sa'dhaka becomes the subject and Paramapurus'a becomes the object. Such a vast entity cannot be the object - He is the subject - but He Himself has taught that during sa'dhana (spiritual practice), "You should accept Me as your object." And He has further taught that "If you know Me, you will know yourself also."
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O Lord,
I have attained You in the smiling crimson dawn,
in the murmurings of the lotus garden,
in the morning breeze,
in the flow of the fountains,
in the lonely tree-lined forest paths.
I have attained You in the ups and downs of my path,
in laughter and in dance,
in rhythm and in melody,
in sweet remembrances,
in the song of my innermost heart,
in all that I hear and all that I think,
in the murmurings of the lotus garden.
I have realised You,
I have loved You, I have brought You close
in my memories and in all my eloquent dreams.
Purport:
Along the path of progress, the movement towards the goal is not a straight and plain road. There are so many ups and downs. O Lord, You have been with me during the ups and also during the downs. In my pleasures You were with me in the smiles on my face, and in my pains also You were with me, in the tears in my eyes. You have been with me in all circumstances and in all conditions - You never leave me. You are so near to me, You maintain the closest proximity to me - You are my closest friend.
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Whatever You may say,
I will move on without pause.
I will move on without pause,
I will speak my mind without hesitation.
The sky is full of silver clouds.
With the colour of the kash flowers,
the breeze is intoxicated.
The night jasmine flowers
pour out their flood of perfume
and the dewdrops are quivering with joy.
I am not finding Him whom I have been searching -
though He knows I am seeking Him,
and though He has threaded a small garland with my songs.
I will move on without pause,
I will speak my mind without hesitation.
Purport:
You may say whatever You like, but You must know that mine is a pauseless march - I go ahead without pause, and whatever I say, I say straightforwardly and without any sentiment. I am always under all circumstances, outspoken. In all directions, nature is bountiful and beautiful, full of love and full of melody; and amidst this natural beauty I am simple and straightforward, there is no curvature in me. I am in search of a particular personality, and I know that personality is also in search of me. and I all know that these tiny songs of mine have been accumulated by Him. He is preparing a garland out of my songs.
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I will not heed anything else.
I do not want to heed,
I do not want to heed.
Bearing the pains of all minds in my life,
I proceed from darkness to light,
from the deepest dungeon to the songs of the stars.
I do not hear anything else.
I do not want to hear,
I do not want to hear.
I move towards You with the rhythm of dance.
I sing songs to You,
filled with the sweetness of my life.
I carry the thoughts of all minds in my mind.
I do not know anything else.
I do not want to know,
I do not want to know.
Purport:
Ignoring all obstacles and pebbles along the way, I am moving together with the minds of all people on earth, with all their pleasures and pains. And at the same time I want to remove their pains and sorrows as I move ahead. I am moving towards You and You alone, so I will listen to Your words only, to no one else's. I will accept no one else but You - and I do not want to know anything else.
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In the fragrance of the bakula flower
and in a wave of bliss, He came.
He came in the rhythm of the honeybee.
"After every end a new beginning -
Nothing really ever ends," He said.
The flows of life are endless and unfathomable.
Even in the desert, they never cease to flow.
In Your momentum,
in Your speed,
In Your current,
we move along.
All pains and all obstacles -
these iron gates have all been broken.
Purport:
The Lord came with the fragrance of the bakula flower and with a wave of sweetness, with the rhythm of the honeybee. In His eternal movement there cannot be any full stop. When we say "This is the last point," then we see that it starts once again. A river may dry up amidst the desert, but the flow of life will not dry up, even amidst the desert of obstacles. O Parmampurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), when You are with me, no obstacle can stand before me as insurmountable - even iron gates will crumble to pieces when Your grace is with me. O Lord, stay with me.
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They have broken down, weeping.
They are red with blood.
Those who have lost all
have broken down in despair.
They are without spirit,
without sustenance,
without light, utterly confused.
Let us lead them to bathe in the ocean of light.
Let us restore their lost dignity.
Let us remove all their deprivations.
Let us fulfill all their needs.
With our hearts overflowing,
let us give them love.
Let the sufferings of each be shared by all -
for this world belongs to us all.
Purport:
Those downtrodden people, whose lives are filled with weeping, who have no aspirations, whose existences have no charm of vitality - let us guide them on the path of light, let us educate them, let us fulfill their demands and their needs, let us restore their lost dignity with our hearts overflowing with love. Let the sufferings of each be shared by all, for this world belongs to us all.
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What is the honeybee in the bower
trying to say with its buzzing?
Those who hear the language of the heart,
what pangs of yearning do they try to express,
playing on the strings of the lyre of their minds?
For such deep feelings there is no language.
For such infinite desire,
there is no strength of attainment.
All glories, all greatness
lie prostrate at Your feet.
All lotuses,
pure or impure,
seek to offer themselves to You.
Purport:
What are the buzzing bees trying to say? They want to say something about Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness), and those who can hear the language of the heart, they also want to say something. Everybody wants to express something, but the difficulty is that, where there is depth of ideas, depth of feelings there language fails to express it. There may be so much desire, so much inner longing to express something, but there is no stamina for expression. So under such circumstances there is no other alternative but to surrender at His altar, and offer all the lotuses of human expression unto Him. These lotuses may be clean and pure, or they may be dirty - but even if they are dirty, still Paramapurus'a will accept them. He will accept them.
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The divine effulgence is suffusing down from above,
for today the Lord of light has come.
The Lord of Light has come today.
The Lord of light has come.
Trembling in fear,
the forces of darkness are fast disappearing.
With a roaring thunder, the storm is raging.
The awesome Lord proclaims,
"Do not be afraid, oh do not be afraid.
All the fog is fading away."
The thunderclouds,
the stars and the moon,
the boundless universe
have all awakened today,
for, the Lord of light has come.
Purport:
The Lord of effulgence has come today, and due to His presence, due to His august visit, the dark shades of immorality are fast vanishing away in fear. And in this moment, in this juncture, the Supreme Purus'a, the Lord of all strength and vigour, is saying comfortingly, "O human beings, don't be afraid, the fogs are fast disappearing." In the stars, moon and other planets life is dancing. There is no fear, no fear - the Lord of light has come.
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I send forth my call to all who would hear.
I seek those who wish to proceed
along the path of humanity.
Humanity has suffered the anguish
of affliction and disease.
In pain and unbearable agony,
it has felt the harsh curse of hardship and want.
I search for those who want to wipe away
those tears of sorrow.
Humanity has endured the pangs of starvation,
borne humiliation and cruel indifference.
I welcome those who desire to apply the healing balm
on those torturous wounds.
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I am a reddish tender leaf,
I walk always a straight path,
never a crooked path.
A vast verdant beauty lies before me.
A crimson glow radiates from both my sides.
I walk always with head held high.
I never bend my head.
I am a reddish tender leaf.
My arms possess the power of thunder.
My eyes see clear and pure.
I think always straight thoughts,
never any crooked thought.
I am a reddish tender leaf.
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Into the madhuka garden His vibration came
The Lord of Light came;
He came, He came.
In life's countless flows and countless forms,
glitteringly He came, He came, He came.
There is no time to sit and weep
or pause and rest along the path.
All pains, all lamentations
He made me forget today, forget, forget.
We must not waste our energy,
for blood is surging in the flow of action.
In all directions the sweetness of mind
rushes towards infinity, rushes, rushes.
The flower of my heart and the flame of my mind -
He took away my all,
He took away my all, my all, my all.
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You are the gleamingpolestar.
You are the song of heaven.
The fragrance of the magnolia,
the wealth of glittering jewels,
the murmuring of the stream -
You are beyond all these.
You are the life of heaven.
You are the song of heaven.
The rumbling of clouds,
the twanging of bows,
The roaring of thunder -
You are beyond all these.
You are the life of heaven.
You are the song of heaven.
I have attained You in day and night,
in the rhythm and flow of life,
in the innermost essence of all,
in the depths of my contemplation.
You are within everything.
You are beyond everything.
You are the life of the universe.
You are the song of heaven.
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O Lord, I love You, I love You.
Your smile is always awake in my mind.
Your sweet smile, Your sweet smile.
O Lord, I love You, I love You, I love You.
You are the polestar
in the deep, dark night.
You are the fountain of fresh waters
in the thirst of the desert.
In prosperity and adversity
You are with all,
side by side,
the nearest of near,
I have no special merit
yet You draw me close to You.
Seat me by Your side
and relieve my hunger,
day and night, day and night.
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Along a straight path I move ahead.
I want to speak directly -
not pointless, meaningless words.
In the sky there is a play of rainbow colours,
on earth a festival of kaleidoscopic light.
All this, I must preserve.
Form, taste, smell, all treasures of earth -
to maintain them pure and undefined,
let us come and work together hand in hand.
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Filling the musical octave with sweetness,
we march along, singing songs.
With all the love in the temple of our minds, we say:
"There is no one who is not our own."
The joy from the celestial realm
is dancing today on this earthly abode,
and all the nectar of seven realms
has merged into one single flow.
Pouring out the sweet fragrance of the magnolia flowers,
we offer our salutations to all.
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Who are you standing alone beside the road,
with eyes full of tears, with eyes full of tears?
Who are you, gazing at the blue sky,
with arms outstretched, with arms outstretched?
You did not get what you wanted.
You did not want what you got.
The hunger of your body, life and mind
are not fulfilled as yet.
The love of your heart has all dried up.
You loved those you wanted to love
but in return, you received only hate.
You have lost everything but what did you gain?
Your only wealth now is your throat filled with songs.
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My rhythm now flows in the beats of dance.
All my duality has merged into a single flow of ideation.
Whatever I have thought,
I have thought for all.
Whatever I have done,
I have done for all.
The fragrance of the champaka flower
I spread from door to door,
from house to house,
from life to life.
My rhythm will make others dance.
My struggle will make others safe.
On that melodious tune I floated far, far away
and brought back the flow of heavenly bliss.
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When two people are being united,
give them Your blessing.
Amidst their burning sorrows,
amidst their garlands of joy,
in their pains and pleasures,
be with them always.
Human society is indivisible -
neglecting not a single family,
let us all together sing and dance.
Accept them as Your own
and give them Your blessing.
With the harmony of the earth
and sweet messages of love,
fill their lives with colour.
And give them Your blessing.
59
Our darling baby is like a little doll of butter,
wiggling his/her hands and feet,
laughing with glee and joy.
His/Her fingers are like blossoms of champaka flowers.
The lustre of the celestial world is glowing in his/her eyes.
Plucking tender flowers from the forest,
the baby has arrived in a new land.
I will nurture him/her well.
I will help him/her to grow.
I will take him/her on my lap with love.
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What was Yours, Lord, I have given You.
Now, take him/her on Your lap.
With tears, I have given him/her,
with pangs of loss.
My consolation is only this -
that You have accepted him/her.
All those who came, are existing still.
In infinity all are alive.
And yet, we Iive in fear of loss.
Forgetting You, we worry and weep.
0 Lord, forgetting You, we worry and weep.
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I dedicate my life unto Your feet.
Come and live in my heart.
In newer and newer forms,
I fill my life with thoughts of You.
Come and stay with me in song and dance.
Come closer and still closer.
Let me merge myself in Your colour.
From melody to melody,
You have carried me to distant realms.
I pour out my life in contemplation of You.
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In dream You came in the world of my vision.
What is this game of hide-and-seek?
When I awoke, You fled to a lonely place.
What is this heartless sport?
In the sky, the gleaming stars.
In the heart, a flood of divine light.
Without You, the cobra has lost its jewel.
This separation I can no longer bear.
What is this game of hide-and-seek?
What is this fair of light and shade?
And what are these rainbow colours to charm the mind?
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I have arranged the lights to welcome You, O Lord.
Now come and take Your seat in my heart.
Come with slow steps, in garments ever-new. Come in my heart with more song and more dance
and radiate Your tender smile.
Come in my mind with rhythm and new delight
and exude Your charming vibration.
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In the sky, today there is a festival of colours.
In my mind, there is a flow of light.
The air is filled with fragrance,
and everything is sweet.
With the arrival of the unknown one,
my heart is filled with rhythm and song.
Giving a tender touch of life,
He removed all darkness.
On such a day,
together with all,
light the candle of life.
65
You came close,
but You did not say
who You are,
who You are.
In love, You gave me Your all
but You did not say who I am.
The flower that blooms in the garden
knows not what it is.
In the magic of melodies,
the mind dances
but does not know why.
With the smile of the moon,
the tides flow
but do not know why.
In this universal sport,
day and night,
You vibrate Your rhythm,
but - who are You?
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Rum-jhum, rum-jhum ...
With the jingling of ankle bells,
who are You that came into my being,
keeping rhythm with my overflowing heart?
Who are You that came in such charming appearance?
Perfuming the world with Your sweet smile,
vibrating the world with the flute on Your lips,
radiating Your effulgence everywhere?
Who are You that came in rhythm and dance?
Rum-jhum, rum-jhum, with the jingling of ankle bells?
O, if only that sound would always ring in my heart.
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My mind rushes to His footsteps.
My eyes gaze ardently on His path.
Seeking Him, my heart leaps with joy.
In Him, my thoughts remain absorbed.
Today, my bed is a bed of thorns,
and in my eyes, the shame of defeat.
My garments have lost their lustre.
Where shall I hide my pain,
oh where shall I hide my pain?
He loves me so much,
yet He does not come.
How tender He is, and yet, how severe.
O, how tender He is, and yet, how severe.
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I love this tiny green island
surrounded by the sea.
Touched by the sea,
decorated by the sea.
I love this tiny green island
surrounded by the sea.
Am I a secluded figure,
in the vast, a little a meagre?
No no no no I'm not alone.
Great is with me.
The great is with me.
69
Who are You that came without telling me,
sending out Your call to rouse me from slumber?
Gracefully moving in the restless wind,
singing Your song of final attainment?
The sun is in the sky, the earth underfoot. Your trumpet is sounding in the bustling lanes,
sending out Your call to rouse me from slumber,
casting out lethargy and idle lamentation.
Dancing and singing in rhythm,
moving forward on the path
towards the stream of radiant light -
sending out Your call to rouse me from slumber.
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I will not go, I will not go.
from this rhythmic world of melody!
In the realm of my mind,
in the realm of my self,
I live wrapped in His melodies.
In the breeze of melodies, I seek Him.
In the shadows of melodies, I attain Him.
In the sweet and blissful rhythm of melodies,
in every pore of my existence,
He hides himself.
In all my desires,
in all my accomplishments,
the final word lies in the heart of melodies.
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This world is not a mere illusion.
It is not a display of false colours.
It is the game of the playful Lord!
It is a charming fair of sport!
The sun rises and the dawn smiles.
All directions are dazzling with colours, gleaming colours, intoxicating colours.
They merge with the flow of life,
in this game of the playful Lord,
in this charming fair of sport!
Day and night I await Him,
seeking Him with unblinking eyes.
72
What are the bees whispering in the garden
with their buzzing?
What is that music
that is not lost in the desert,
overflowing with rhythm and melody,
filled with all the colours and fragrance of the earth?
Sitting amidst all of this,
I keep threading my garlands,
filled with all the sweetness of life.
The nectar hidden in the flower,
the fragrance buried in the pollen,
the love deep in my heart -
awakening all of these,
I keep on singing,
surpassing the strings of the lyre.
And what are the bees whispering in the garden
with their buzzing?
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O Lord, don't forget me!
To attain You, I move along the path of light.
I came to the world to do Your work.
I love to sing songs to You.
In every atom there is Your sport.
In every melody there is Your play.
In every rhythm You dance.
In every pore of the universe You hide.
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Move along, move along,
singing songs, move along!
The flame of love is burning brightly,
releasing the world from all its chains.
Move along from door to door.
Singing songs, move along!
We are the enemies of the wicked
and the strength of the good. Those who are weak, we protect.
All languages, all doctrines, all paths, we respect.
The flame of love is burning brightly.
Move along, move along,
singing songs, move along!
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Who came today, who came?
Rocking the cradle of this universe,
descending from the transcendental realm?
You came within the embrace of the earth.
The distant star has come near.
The distant melody has intoxicated my mind.
You are the lost sound that came floating into my ears.
You are the lost rhythm that made me dance.
You removed the tears that filled my eyes.
You are the jewel of the sea that soothed my life.
When You came, You rocked the cradle of the universe.
76
In dream I found Him.
In dream I loved Him.
In dream I came to know Him -
to know all there is to know.
Tell me, when the dream ended, where did He disappear to?
In the reality of wakefulness,
He went away, smilingly.
Will that golden dream
again return into my life? With that hope alone I live,
with that hope I remain awake.
77
In dream I have known Him.
In dream, in a moonlit night.
With a dim lamp in hand,
I floated on the current of melody
and found new life.
In dream I have seen Him,
I have seen Him,
I have seen Him.
With the surging of life
He has flooded the universe,
scattering pearls from His sweet smile.
In dances, in songs,
in the melodies of the lyre,
in the perfume of the breeze.
By the touch of life divine
my life has been renewed.
I am intoxicated with new radiance.
In dream I attained Him,
I attained Him.
78
In dream He appeared,
in dream He departed.
Without speaking,
He went away.
Without being called,
He came
into the sweet corner of my inner heart.
Without being told, He sat down.
With the touch of His own hand
He strummed a tune on the strings of the lyre.
Gazing at my face,
He wanted to say something.
What wounded Him, I do not know.
Without telling me, He went away.
79
By the touch of Your dream
my life surged with newly found force.
Pulsing with melodious words,
with new hope, my songs resound.
Love flowed beyond all bounds
by the magic touch of Your dream.
The core of my heart was filled with sweetness,
overflowing with rhythmic melody,
and intoxicated with the fragrance of flowers.
The pole-star of life has appeared
to those who have lost their way.
The world has found new momentum.
All directions radiate with effulgent light.
Whatever I see, I feel to be blessed.
All atoms and molecules vibrate with energy.
My subtle feelings have found expression.
The earth has become filled with bliss.
80
In dream You have come,
the embodiment of joy.
You are the bliss of all.
In the firmament of eternal beauty
You are merged in infinite life.
You are the formless, matchless rhythm.
You are the bliss of all.
In Your eyes there is love,
at Your feet, salvation.
You are beyond all thought.
You are the source from which all nectar flows.
You are the bliss of all.
Knowingly or unknowingly,
I love only one entity.
And that love has no end.
You are the bliss of all.
81
Under a dreamlike spell the days pass by.
Moving forward is the law of life.
The days pass by without return,
for, this is the rule of life.
The words already spoken,
the pains already endured,
have lost themselves in limitlessness.
And thus the days pass by.
Whatever began in the distant past,
there is something more ancient still,
woven in the melodies of the strings of dream,
on the lyre of the inner heart.
Those who are lost from us
are merged in Your endless vibration.
And thus the days pass by.
82
You have come,
You have come into my life!
Filling this universe with resplendent light,
You have come into my life!
The sound of Your ankle bells
entered the core of my mind,
and made me forget all my pain.
You are with me now -
remain forever with me.
In the lingering thrill of bliss,
remain with me.
Your sweet smile has made my heart overflow
and has taken away my all.
83
In the call of the ever-new
my rhythm rushes on,
dancing towards the distant blue sky.
Today, our song is the onward march.
Our life is the laughing call.
It is useless to sit idle,
or look behind in vain.
The one who I am seeking,
calls me with the melody of the ever-new.
My mind merges in the Cosmic Mind.
My life merges in the Cosmic life,
in one melody,
in the call of the ever-new.
84
You came and stood before me
as brilliant as a hundred suns,
as a hundred suns,
as a hundred suns!
I was standing to one side,
an earthen lamp in hand,
an earthen lamp in hand.
Wave after wave broke over the surging ocean,
a war-cry bursted from the foaming stream of life.
I was standing to one side,
an earthen lamp in hand,
an earthen lamp in hand.
Hundreds of atoms and molecules rushed
in impetuous music,
from near to far and from far to near,
in lightning and in thunder.
I was standing to one side,
an earthen lamp in hand,
an earthen lamp in hand.
85
The days pass away,
imprinting memories on the mirror of my mind.
When I came, has been forgotten.
Why I came, is also unknown.
The sweet breeze blows,
and endless rays of light rush on and on.
In one corner of Your mind
lies my mind.
In a small portion of Your heart
I hue always.
The sweet nectar floats along,
dissolving into Your current.
86
By lighting a fire amidst the clouds,
You have come like thunder,
sending tremors through the layers of the earth.
The earth shook as You danced -
there is no end to Your sport.
From infinity to the distant horizon,
in sound, touch, form, taste and smell,
You have appeared in my heart.
You have come like thunder.
You are the pollen of a tiny flower.
You are the deepest depths of the ocean.
Merging Your colours in the colours of all,
what is this intoxicating sport!
You have come like thunder.
87
After waiting for so many lives,
You have arrived.
You have arrived today,
O Lord, You have arrived.
So many garlands of flowers have withered!
So many blossoms of flowers have fallen!
So many days have passed in weeping!
So many nights have been lost!
Today, overflowing the banks of my heart,
the Lord of life has come -You have arrived.
So many decades have passed in vain,
tossed between hopes and despair of attainment.
Only when I was certain that I would attain You,
then Your door was opened -
then Your closed door was opened.
88
In the cool autumn breeze
He comes, He comes, He ever comes.
The flowers of the white creeper fall.
The jasmines have all disappeared.
The chrysanthemum stretches her arms,
calling Him with a smile
The tender rosebuds are blossoming.
The ginger flower is intoxicated with life.
The honey bees, full of hope,
rush soaring towards the sky.
The cloudless sky is speckled with smiling stars,
keeping awake until He comes.
89
Some flowers want to stretch out their arms
to delay the autumn forever.
The spell of winter has not yet come,
for autumn will not depart soon.
The leaves have not yet fallen,
and in this atmosphere I sit and sing.
Let me feel You always near.
The dullness of winter is not yet here.
No mists float before my eyes.
In the lotus grove is no laughter or frolic.
Amidst this atmosphere I ask myself,
"Why do You always say, I'm going, going, going?"
90
In autumn my basket of flowers
will be filled with the touch of Your life.
The flowers are all disappearing
in neglect and disregard.
Those which remain will wear coloured garments,
will wear the touch of Your life.
On unnamed trees the birds in their nests
repeat Your name in their minds -
with the touch of Your life.
In Your mind, I exist,
merging my merriment in Your merriment,
blending my melody in Yours.
Now, sweet nectar will flow,
will flow in the touch of Your life.
91
At the end of autumn, in the frosty air,
why does the lotus not bloom?
Around the nectarless flowers,
why do the bees not hover?
Though in the forest,
the lotus does not blossom,
in the mind it blooms.
Though around the flowers,
the bees do not hover,
they hover around the nectar of mind.
In the melancholic melody of autumn,
the forest is filled with the song of sadness.
Yet, thinking of Him, all pains are alleviated.
At the end of autumn,
in the frosty air,
why does the lotus not bloom?
Though there is no sweet fragrance in the flower,
let fragrance flow from our songs.
With His blessing, we will create a new world.
At the end of autumn,
in the frosty air,
why does the lotus not bloom ?
92
Today at dawn, autumn came.
Bathed in dewdrops, it came.
Why did it come, oh why did it come?
To adorn You, it came,
bringing dahlias and chrysanthemums,
smiling in sheaves of golden paddy,
bringing sweet pomelos,
smiling and giving a touch of orange colour,
bringing the perfume of plum flowers,
smiling in the juicy dates, it came.
93
In the aroma of rice in autumn,
I remember the harvest festival day,
when we dedicate the harvest offerings to You.
The sky is full of countless stars.
The air is gentle and light and sweet.
The river is flowing in all directions.
With the offerings of harvest we remember You.
In space and water and land
everything is glistening today.
On every face, a smile of sweetness.
On every head, a crown of joy.
With the offerings of harvest we remember You.
94
You have come with the tremor of winter.
Who are You?
What is this beauty of Yours?
Covering the green fields with ice and snow,
who are You?
What is this beauty of Yours?
In the biting north wind,
on the leafless trees by the wayside,
You wrote an unknown message.
Alas, what is this deprivation?
What is this miserliness?
And what is this beauty of Yours?
The blizzard sends shivers through all of life.
The creepers and plants lose all their charm,
and all are singing an unknown song.
Amidst Your love, why this heartlessness?
And what is this beauty of Yours?
95
Covering the sandalwood lane with mist
and darkening the light of dawn,
You have come in a still newer expression.
Assuming such wondrous form,
covering familiar paths in darkness,
concealing all sweetness,
the winter season has come.
Bearing the pains of countless ages,
assuming such wondrous form!
Beyond the veil of deepest darkness,
the rays of light are suddenly suspended.
But only for a single moment -
then the Lord of Light opens His eyes
and the black fog dissolves into limitlessness.
After winter,
light will flow,
still more beautifully than before.
96
Sending shivers down the lanes
of thorny date trees,
moist with dew,
winter has come with encrusted snow,
building new glaciers of ice.
The birds and animals rush away to far-off lands
to preserve their lives and enjoy warmth,
in the hope of finding a new sun.
The water lily no longer blooms with blushing sweetness.
Tell me, today, at whose call, in this chilly dawn,
did the beautiful earth became bare?
Winter came, like an ascetic yogi.
97
In winter, why does the night jasmine not bloom?
Why does the lotus not speak?
No, no, no, they do not speak at all,
for, they are shivering with cold.
And those who remain merged in Your thought,
their minds all long for You.
The earth today is internally gay,
perhaps it has recognized You.
The flower of mind has bloomed in countless ways
but all the blooms are buried in Your mind.
98
The winter has come,
bringing images of colourful flowers,
flowers without fragrance, without nectar,
and the pale light of the sun.
When the sun was near,
I thought in my mind,
"I cannot endure this unbearable heat
O awesome Lord, be gracious enough
To grant us the gift of rain showers!"
But now, in the pale light of the sun,
I think
"It was better when the sun was near."
Listen one and all, oh listen,
the distant sun will again come near.
Do not be anxious!
In the cold of the earth,
in the pale light of the sun,
with the song of hope,
we paint pictures of a new time to come.
99
I did not think,
You would come
on this wintry night.
You came so close,
I did not tell You to come so near,
and yet still nearer.
Outside the biting wind blew
and all the doors were closed.
I did not open the door and tell You,
"Come inside, come inside the house,
on this rainy wintry night."
Your eyes stared at my face.
Who knows why You gazed at me.
I did not know that Your feelings were wounded.
Not even once did I ask You to speak,
on this rainy wintry night.
You went far away on Your lonely path,
heedless of the biting cold outside,
and not even once did I ask You to stay inside,
on this rainy wintry night.
100
With the colours and aroma of oranges,
You have come today in a new rhythm.
Sending blizzards in the snowy mountains,
You have brought the Arctic cold.
In ceaseless, pauseless shivers,
You have sent tremors singing through the frost.
And thus, You play Your merry sport -
You have come today with a new rhythm.
The morunga trees' flowers have blossomed.
The plum trees are laden with fruits.
Those who are lying in hibernation,
do You ever think of them?
You have come today with a new rhythm.
In this cold and silent midnight.
At a lonely place, You remain in Your transcendental state.
You have come today with a new rhythm.
