Translations only
801-900
801
O Lord,
You loved me,
yet, I did not look at You.
You gave me everything,
but I did not offer You anything in return.
During intense, dark storms,
You held my hand
and kept me with You.
On Your wounds
caused by the thorns on Your path,
I did not apply ointment.
During my sorrows, adversities
and on my afflicted heart,
You poured the nectar of consolation.
In Your universal area of action,
I was of no use.
802
O Lord,
I saw You in the mirror of my mind,
and in the overwhelmingly frenzied
water of the stream.
I attained You in the stormy night,
in total intense darkness.
I never called You during times of joy,
but only in adversities and sorrows.
I wanted You with a sorrowful face
and a broken heart,
in a flow of tears.
My golden life passes by uselessly,
alas, You did not come.
The dream- flower fades away in sorrow
on the broken bank of my river.
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I have seen You in the mirror of my mind,
in the playful waters of my stream,
in the intoxicated waters of my stream.
I have found You on a stormy and dark night,
in cimmerian darkness,
in deep darkness.
Never could I remember You in pleasures,
I called You in troubles only.
I desired for You only in painful words,
only in the tears of my breaking heart.
My golden life is passing by in vain,
because You did not come.
The beautiful flowers of my dream
are fading away in agony
in the flow of my broken river banks.
803
O Lord,
You came in Your own light,
illuminating the world.
The earth became beautified by Your touch,
O embodiment of grace!
You came with the voice of thunder,
removing all binding attachments.
In the sky of thoughts,
You introduced Yourself as divine embodiment.
In each vibration of the human heart,
by the bondage of love and affection,
You aroused auspicious bliss,
O formless embodiment of rhythms!
804
O Lord,
come with rhythm,
melody and illumination.
O Lord,
remain absorbed
in beauty and love
each and every moment.
In a soft, sweet breeze,
in the floral garden,
surcharged with fragrance,
in a secret corner of mind,
You remain,
vibration- filled.
Nobody is far from You,
all recount to You their innermost feelings.
In all minds music is produced
and filled with Your sweetness.
805
O Lord,
I loved only You,
I know that You are my essence.
I dance only as per Your rhythm,
I do not know anybody else.
In the vine yard of my mind,
fruits and flowers hang about in bunches.
Bees humm in groups
and nectar flows.
Come closer,
this lamp of my life
cannot bear any further delay.
You are the lamp of my life.
Whatever melodies exist in the cosmos,
and whatever tunes may be attached to them,
all lie situated within Your mind.
For, You are the very life of all.
806
O Lord,
I float in the resonance of nectar.
I sing my song in Your tune.
I remain intoxicated by Your vision.
I want to attain the top of golden peaks.
There are no thorns in Your flower
and no retraction (tide) in Your sweetness.
In Your floral garden,
flower buds never wither.
All proclaim eye to eye
that other than You, nothing exists.
You smile in the moonlight
and float in floral fragrance.
Filling all with heartfelt sweetness,
You speak the language of the infinite.
I remember only You.
I see Your effulgence
and float on towards You only.
807
O Lord,
You aroused from the ocean of effulgence,
and removed the darkness of inertia.
You created regulations
for the welfare of all
and entered into everyone's mind.
You smile in the beauty and taste
of fruits and flowers
and open up the path of progress.
O eternal attempter of benevolence,
You explained all facts
to the mankind of this world.
You will never allow the dissolution
of the universe to take place.
This creation will never end.
Coming and going,
again and again,
all round creation and destruction...
amidst it all, You keep announcing
that You equally love all.
808
O Lord,
if anytime my mind should break,
stay with me.
If ever the lamp of my hope be extinguished,
keep the kindling stick ready in hand.
O eternal one,
if ever unkind fate,
intoxicated with the destructive attitude of time,
desires to totally destroy my beauty,
during that bad time,
please take care of me.
When thunderous and cyclonic storms
attempt to dry up the sweetness of my life,
in that dark time of my silent pain,
call me with an affectionate mind.
809
O Lord,
on the viin'a' of my heart,
in new expressions,
which tune did You play today?
During this intense rain,
on what confidence,
did You make me leave my home?
All flowers have withered away,
only thorns remain lying.
My floral garden has lost its fragrance.
Into my dried up mental river
why did You flow an upstream current?
Please tell me.
The festival of light moved far away,
darkness wrapped up my all.
Into this snatched life of mine,
into my void vitality,
why did You pour new light?
Please tell me.
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On the viina of my heart,
with new charm,
what a wonderful ragini have You played?
In the showering rain,
with what hopes
have You called me out of my home?
Why?
The flower petals have fallen off,
only thorns are left.
My flower garden has lost its fragrance.
Yet, in the flowless river of my mind,
why did You flood an upstream current?
The celebrations of light spread far and wide.
Layers of darkness vanished away.
Into my robbed life,
into my empty heart,
why did You shower brightness of novelty?
810
O Lord,
You came from beyond the ocean of darkness
into the festival of beauty.
Radiating effulgent expressions,
You smiled in the descent of intution.
What was confined to heaven
now belongs to all.
Everyone's heart overflows with bliss,
floating in the current of melody.
You came with love,
filling thought into language.
Come into my hut,
come slowly,
very slowly,
vibrating Your feeling in systaltic ways.
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Crossing the ocean of darkness,
You have come in the grandeur of forms.
You have laughed within the reflection of light,
You have smiled in the descent of bliss.
Whatever was beyond reach,
now belongs to all.
Overflowing all hearts with bliss,
You are afloat in the stream of melodies.
You have come in the form of love,
giving language to unspoken ideas.
O, Lord!
Please come softly into my heart,
very softly, vibrating with waves.
811
O embodiment of kindness,
by Your grace,
the fountain of light
descended.
All minds of the world fearlessly
started rushing into its light.
In water,
in the air
and in the great blue sky,
in mind,
in speech,
in fire and wind,
You eternally remain,
pervading all
in the flow of Your divine game.
O emodiment of consciousness!
In the assembly of stars,
in distant nebulae,
You radiate effulgence,
enacting Your fanciful game.
In seclusion,
You enter all minds.
In seclusion,
You create and destroy.
O embodiment of kindness!
812
O Lord,
You came into my mind
through the eastern mountains,
colouring it
and filling it with melody and tune.
You turned my heart restless
with Your rhythm.
Attuning my viin'a' to musical octaves,
sitting on the lotus of my heart,
engrossing Yourself in intutive ideas,
in an arena beyond thought,
which tune did You pour on me?
As far as I can see with open eyes,
other than You,
I do not find anyone anywhere.
Eyes closed
when I look inside my heart,
I see Your divine game
taking place each and every moment.
813
O Lord,
who does not know
that You filled force into all types of love?
You filled tunes into songs,
accepted by all.
When there was nothing
in this created world,
only cimmerian darkness existed
amidst non-stop festivity.
You brought about vibrations
into the lingering night,
as fountains in dream.
In good and bad,
in auspicious and inauspicious,
in the fragrance of flowers,
and in the dirty dust of the earth,
in the chirping of birds,
in emptiness,
You enter my mind,
as first thing in my existence.
You entered
into my hearing, thinking and meditation.
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In Your love all are filled with life.
Who does not know this?
Who does not know?
You have brought new tunes into songs,
for all to enjoy.
When there was nothing in this world
and, due to static darkness,
festivities were non-existent,
into that night,
You brought new waves,
like streams of effulgence in dreams.
Mortal, - immortal,
auspicious, - inauspicious,
flowers' fragrance,
dust of dirty earth or tattle of birds,
in the absence of all these,
You enacted a first expression,
descending down to psychic realms.
You appeared in sounds,
incantations and contemplations,
at the end of the dark period of night.
814
O Lord,
with the tune of Your melody,
into the shade of my mental garden,
an untimely spring arrived.
With the force of Your song,
and the reverse flow of love,
an overflowing current
of Your stream spread forth.
In this violent environment
I sit,
looking towards the path,
in expectation of Your arrival.
Come quickly!
The impatient earth has bloomed flowers
to welcome You.
In Your sweet meditation,
thought and rememberance,
my mind becomes filled
with unlimited bliss.
Without You, my viin'a' remains mistuned.
Come closer and smile softly,
and with Love, take me on an auspicious path.
815
O Lord,
in Your name and song,
I surrendered myself.
By Your love and attachment
I remain engrossed in bliss.
Nobody is indifferent to me,
all are dear to me.
By serving all,
by cultivating auspicious thoughts,
I find fulfilment.
Come closer,
still closer,
come into my life and mind.
By Your grace and mercy
I have found myself.
816
O Lord,
whenever Your eyes are free,
unbound by other people's image,
allow me to come near Your feet.
Whenever You not think of the sun, of planets and stars,
come down into the lotus of my heart.
All the sweetness of my heart,
I have carefully kept collected for You.
Come slowly into the depth of my mind,
crossing the dry and rugged path.
My reactive momenta (sam'skaras)
pull me from behind.
They know how to create obstacles
on my forward movements.
Knowing You will remove those obstacles
by showering but a wee bit of Your grace,
I surrender myself to You.
817
O Lord,
You know me,
but I do not know You.
You love me,
but I move selfishly,
not loving You.
You are the light of the world,
the very life of the devotees.
You are the effulgent entity
and the song of liberation.
You are always with me,
yet, I do not see You.
You are my innermost and greatest,
I am but the smallest of small particles.
You have showered Your grace,
You keep showering Your grace,
and will continue to do so.
Yet, I still don't understand You.
818
O Lord,
come into my contemplation!
O invisible entity,
day & night,
I keep awake for You!
In this illusively intoxicating world,
as far as my eyes can see,
I do not find peace when searching You.
Your effulgence,
by removing all darkness,
ought to bring tranquility into my life.
Although You do not come near me,
You pull me close to You.
What a tying art of Yours is this?
Let Your smile
make me forget all agonies
& invigorate my mind.
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Come, come,
come in my meditation.
O supreme Lord,
for You I am awake
day and night,
day and night.
More and more my eyes
look at Your intoxicating illusion
unable to find peace.
Your light, only Your light removes all darkness
and brings supreme peace into my heart.
Even though You do not come close to me,
You attract me.
What kind of tie is this that binds me?
Your smile, only Your smile
makes me forget all my pain
and refreshes my mind.
819
O Lord,
today in spring,
into my floral garden,
who are You who came
with an intoxicated mind?
In the world of disappointments
in the corner of my mind,
what did You say
to rectify my mistakes?
Expressing Your welcoming,
the papiya bird sings its song.
The pala'sh tree / flower is watching
with colour applied on its eyes.
In the hue of that colour,
the earth remains beautified
and illuminates all.
It looks at You with heartfelt satisfaction.
Today, in sweet ideation,
affection scatters about.
Eyes, expanded in bewilderness, look on.
My heart, full of love overflowing nectar,
keeps creating its sweetness-smeared songs.
820
O Lord,
You came to my home without informing me.
What sort of love is this?
Even without asking You to do so,
You nonetheless spoke to me.
What dreamy love is this?
My defeated heart lay about neglected.
My recurring nights came restlessly.
Then, my fully quenched thirst smiled in delight.
You came to me
after such long time,
floating in floral pollen.
I wonder for whom is meant
all this mercy of Yours?
And yet, why did You create deceptions?
Tell me whether or not You love me.
Why did You remain afar?
Due to what displeasure?
Tell me.
821
O Lord,
You honoured me,
by loving me.
You certainly did not consider well,
me being merely a tiny particle.
In Your floral garden,
I am a particle in the stem.
You are great amongst the greatest,
I am an atom amongst particles.
I remain bound by charecteristics,
You are great beyond all attributes.
I resemble the glow of fire flies,
You... the great sun in the sky.
I am a faint jingling sound of ankle-bells,
You embody of the great sound of trumpets.
I float in a world of forms,
You are the great one beyond all form.
822
O Lord,
I love You reservationlessly,
even wearing a crown of thorns.
However tough the path may be,
I shall go moving on towards You
with firm footsteps,
trampling over stones.
Today, I have no other duty
than carrying out Your work.
I have nothing else but You to talk about.
I shall hold strong power
and imbibe vast capacities,
denouncing the demons.
Even if the fog of disappointments
should cover me,
my movement on the path will not stop.
Taking Your name,
keeping You in my heart,
I shall move on without fear.
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I loved You wholeheartedly,
and wore a crown of thorns.
Whatever may confront me on my path,
I shall go on with courage,
advancing towards You.
Today, there is no other work to do
than to follow Your call.
Today, there are no other words to listen to
except those narrating stories of Your glory.
You are strong, mighty
and capable of annihilating demons.
Should I ever become surrounded
by a mist of hopelessness,
I will not stop on my path.
I will go on fearlessly,
reciting Your name,
keeping You in my heart always.
823
O Lord,
sitting and awaiting You,
I string my garland with fresh flower petals,
pouring into it the sweetness of my heart.
At the end of the night,
shiuli flowers
bear dew drops loaded with agony.
In their lamentation
I find myself.
A flame glows in the hearts of those
who sincerely thread their garland.
Do not You understand
how much pain I tolerate?
824
O Lord,
I want to see You
to the full gratification of my eyes.
Yet, due to fear and shyness,
I dare not look at You.
I want to remain seated,
holding Your feet.
Yet, in dilema I cannot.
In which distant past,
in which dark night,
did You hold my hand
and made me cross the difficult path?
This event, I cannot forget.
How many days passed by?
How many eras have gone?
How many stars in the blue sky faded away untimely?
That old memory,
that love of Yours,
remains alive til today.
That lost memory,
that immortal song,
I long to keep in my heart.
825
O Lord,
from You,
I want neither
name, fame nor prestige.
In the morning light,
You decorate Yourself with colourful costumes.
Amidst the evening stars,
You dance in cosmic rhythm.
For me,
this much is sufficient charity from You.
O Lord,
You remain resonant
amidst the melody of birds near me.
O controller of the world,
You express Yourself
in the dance of peacocks
amidst clouds.
You fill my life
with the illumination of Your beauty.
826
O my most beloved,
I found You in the morning light.
Amidst the crimson light,
You loved me and accepted my goodness.
I offer You all my good,
keeping the bad with myself.
Whatever I give,
I offer like sandal fragrance.
Though meager,
please accept it.
O adored one by the world!
I am aware
that both light and darkness reside within me.
Let darkness remain with me,
I shall decorate You with the adornment of light.
O remembered one by all,
even should my offering be small,
keep it at Your feet.
827
O Lord,
on the occasion of this great festival of lights,
why should You be absent?
Why should the groups of bees,
hovering over the lotus shrub,
not be visible?
You are the star of everyone's eyes.
You are the essence of light
in the beauty of the pearl garland.
Within sandal breeze,
in the great blue sky,
Your thoughtwaves find expression.
You are the jeweler
in the sweetness of mind.
You are the garland of effulgence
in the dark fog.
You spread about the nectar of bliss,
remaining ever absorbed
in song, rhythm and dance.
828
In this heavy rain,
who advances on the path?
It appears that He recognises me.
From His sweet smile and illusive eyes
He radiates a beautiful effulgence.
Spreading the ebb of joy,
with a beauty that enchants the world,
He moves on.
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In this rain, full of water,
who is walking on the path?
Seeing this in my mind,
I feel He knows me,
certainly He knows me.
In His sweet smiles,
in His beautifully charming eyes,
He radiates His effulgence.
Indeed, He radiates effulgence.
Through flooding tides of joy and laughter,
charming the world with the summation of beatitude,
He is advancing.
Indeed, He is advancing,
in this rain, full of water.
829
O Lord,
the world dances within Your mind,
You are the very life of this great universe.
Whatever was,
whatever now exists,
is all Your gift.
With Your beauty,
the world is filled,
losing itself in rhythm and melody.
Wherever I see,
I find none but You.
In Your beauty
all become beautified.
With Your effulgence
my heart is filled,
losing itself
in Your love smeared song.
Whatever I know or understand,
is so by virtue of Your grace.
Due to Your attributes
all attain their respective characteristics.
830
O Lord,
You integrate the world,
so why should I remain aside You?
If You are the remover of sorrow,
why should I remain full of it?
I do not want comforts but peace.
I do not want blessings but grace.
I just want a small shelter for my head.
I do not want a garland of pearls nor a closed prison.
You are great,
I am a meagre.
I am the snow,
You are the stern divinity.
By Your touch
my body melts as if water.
A colourful earth
is what I long for.
831
O Lord,
for You,
light radiates,
and the sky shivers.
Come with eyes open.
The heavens welcome You.
My mind begs for You with floral fragrance.
Clouds dance along with peacocks.
Come close and sit nearby,
spreading smiles in flashes.
In sandal breeze, the papiya bird sings,
providing glimpses of happiness amidst sorrow.
Come into song and dance,
become merged in my life
and fill this world with happiness.
832
I constantly float in the flow of Your divine play.
Sometimes, You seem far away,
sometimes, You come very near.
Sometimes, sitting on my eyelids
during meditation (dhya'na),
You appear to me
and illuminate the dark night.
Day and night,
I wish I would find You
in the innermost recesses of my mind.
Sometimes, darkness surrounds me
and makes me restless with tears.
Then, my heart cries out in agony,
and I find myself,
as it were,
far away from You.
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In the flow of Your play,
I am floating.
Sometimes You go far away,
sometimes You come close.
Sometimes You come and,
for a moment, sit in my meditation.
You come, illuminating darkness.
I wish You were,
day and night,
always in my mind.
Sometimes darkness surrounds me
and I anxiously shed tears.
Then my painful heart dies,
and weeps,
thinking it is far away from You,
thinking it is far away.
833
O Lord,
why don't You come close to me?
Fearing that You may get caught,
You keep playing Your divine game
from a distance.
You smile continuously in my mind,
even should I long to forget You.
You flow the river of love
in a counter current wise fashion
and sweetly dance.
Tell me where should I go to,
and to whom convey
all of my heart's voices?
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Why don't You come to me?
Why don't You come?
Do You play with me from afar
because I might catch You?
Whenever I try to forget You,
You smile in my mind.
You make the river of my love flow upstream.
You dance in sweetest ecstasy.
Tell me, where shall I go?
To whom shall I confide the message of my heart?
834
O Lord,
know that
with just a wee bit of Your grace,
I am able to do anything and everything.
By the touch of Your mercy,
be sure that I can satisfy You.
I have come to this world to work,
to make
this quinquenmental physical body
purposeful.
I know nothing else,
except that You are everything,
so strike my lethargy.
I know that the colours and forms
of this world are temporary.
You alone are eternal.
In the hope
of attaining that eternity
I move forward,
in wholehearted momentum.
Please pull me.
835
O Lord,
everything happens,
by Your grace.
Because You exist,
the world exists.
If You do not wish so,
neither living nor non-living beings move.
In the sweet fragrance of flowers,
in the snow on mountain peaks,
in the core of my heart,
You remain,
pervading all individually and collectively,
awakening Your vibration.
Amidst noise and seclusion,
in the murmur of forests,
in the sweet and affectionate lap of the mother,
Your soft, warm and sweet smile lingers on,
reflecting eternity.
836
O Lord,
I attained You,
in lively light,
and lost You,
in the inertia of blind attachment.
You enliven all,
showing glimpses of Your beauty
at each moment.
In the ideation of Your infinite form,
all float on,
while internal agony and disgrace vanish away.
Come with floral pollen,
with new love,
and, full of affection,
softly smile.
You are the lost garland of respect
of bygone days.
You are the new gift of old melodies.
Come closer,
sit within my mind,
and play Your enchanting flute,
ever saturated with nectar.
837
O Lord,
is there no place for me in Your heart?
Tell me.
If there is no room in it,
how can I be protected?
Tell me.
You are the controller
of the great cosmic mind,
there is no end to You.
Resembling a small dot,
I am a most meagre living being.
If You do not provide me a place,
it will not add to Your glory.
In the midst of my defeated heart,
You are the pole star.
In cold nights and in rains,
You apply warm paste.
You are for all,
yet, You exist without me.
Your existence without me is Your insult.
838
O Lord,
I do not forget anything;
I only forget Your name.
And yet, I find love when I look at You.
My heart becomes filled with heavenly light.
A spark of the effulgence,
of the star that falls,
fills my mind with sweetness.
In the love,
with which You filled my heart,
in the affection that You smeared upon me,
in the melody that you played within my mind,
in its tune,
I salute You.
839
O Lord,
sitting by the shore of the sea of darkness,
I imagine You,
steering the boat of light with Your own hands,
and crossing this great ocean.
I have come to perform action,
for, without action, there is no use.
Days pass by, nights pass by.
All my companions have gone.
The lamp of life that accompanies me,
lightning the mark on the forhead of darkness,
that lamp, I keep lighted even today,
hoping for Your arrival,
O abundance of nectar!
840
O Lord,
who are You who came into my mind?
In which depths were You hiding?
The sky and air are full of impulse.
The smile of the moon brings about dreams.
Today, on this spring,
in the sandal breeze,
my frenzied heart aspire for You only.
In sweet chirpings
in the seclusion of mind,
my life merges into Yours.
Today, removing all obstructions,
forgetting smiles and cries,
I shall satisfy You
with tunes from my heart,
song after song.
841
O Lord,
like an ocean of effulgence,
in a smiling breeze,
who are You,
who came?
Arriving, You smeared sandal on the path.
Returning, You spread flowers on it.
I became tired calling You repeatedly.
How many days and nights of mine were lost thereby?
Even after calling You hundreds of times
You did not come.
You came today without my calling You.
Your arrival conquered my mind and life.
I know You created this universe
in order to enjoy Your divine game.
I accept
that through that game,
You love.
Yet, grant my prayer,
do not ignore my sorrows.
This is the only request
that, with tear filled eyes,
I approach You with.
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In the ocean of effulgence,
on a smiling breeze,
who are You who came?
On Your arrival
the path was scented with sandal fragrance.
On Your departure
it was covered with flowers.
Crying for You,
I am left exhausted.
How many days and nights
have I lost?
Even hundreds of calls could not bring You.
But today You came by Your own will,
and conquered my heart and mind.
We know You created this universe
out of Your own play.
We also know that You love plays and fun.
Yet, please care for the feelings and pains
that are in our tears.
Only this humble request do we have.
842
O Lord,
You kindled the lamp and went away,
and then forgot me.
You crushed my mental flower
and forgot the tears in my eyes.
How many ages have passed since?
How many hearts,
full of agony and lamentations, endured?
How many nights passed by wastefully,
sitting on the base of Your altar?
The lamp's flame
that You kindled with Your own hands,
glows even to this day.
From that flame,
I keep kindling hundreds of lamps,
day and night,
mornings and evenings.
843
O Lord,
at the time I saw You
in the recess of my mind,
my mental garden was full of fragrance.
Opening my eyes,
I went towards You,
when suddenly Your doors closed.
I know that divinities
never never turn into stone.
Their hearts are softer than those of humans.
Due to what sin of mine did Your doors close?
Shyness and fear
must have laid hidden
within my heart.
Today, all my fear and shyness is removed.
Sit in my mind emanating divine effulgence.
Today, I am free from the vitiation of sin.
Come down to me with heaps of love.
Today, the physical and psychic arenas
have mingled into one.
844
O Lord,
You brought rains into eyes
and made all float in bliss.
You assured everyone of self-realisation.
The soothing breeze of prespring,
when charmingly touching my body,
make both my mind and body quiver irresistibly
in the stream of Your ideation.
When my mind desires to leave its home,
in the brilliant and white moonlight,
my gloomy eyes look at the sky,
in search of Your momentary glimpses,
to revere the Supreme Lord.
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You brought tears of joy and bliss
into everyone's eyes.
You gave hope to the lives of all,
to aspire knowing one's own self.
When the mild and intoxicating breeze blows,
flooding me and caring me away,
my body and mind get a delighting thrill
in an unruly stream of ideas.
When brightly white moonlight radiates,
my mind wants to go out of home.
My thirsty eyes gaze towards the sky
to salute You.
845
O Lord,
today, in the cloudy night,
there is no sleep in my eyes.
Why are You silent,
O Lord,
why do not You talk with me?
Ankle bells resound within my mind,
and reverberate my entire heart with melody.
Come in royal adornments
and relinquish my poverty.
Like a bee on its flower,
stay close to me,
O my nearest,
on this drowsyless and rainy night.
846
O Lord,
I remain engrossed in You.
I keep looking at You.
I bloom like a lotus flower
in the morning light.
I sing songs to You
in the tune of the papiya' bird.
In my isolated mental arbour,
there is a seat for You only.
My restless group of bees
keeps circling around You.
I do not think of anything else.
I dance on, shivering with joy.
When meteorites and thunders strike,
When stormy and anger laid cyclones unbalance me,
during that bad time,
I do not shake
but rush ahead, in Your tune and melody.
847
O Lord,
on that frightening and dark night
You were with me.
You sang a maddening, heart snatching tune.
In that intense darkness,
nobody was near me.
In that sleepless environment,
You smiled sweetly
and removed my entire sorrow.
Outside, there was dense darkness,
within my mind, still deeper darkness prevailed.
You carried in hand a lighted lamp
and poured illumination unto me.
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In that dark and fearful night
You were there.
You were with me,
You were there.
You sang a song
that snatched away my heart
and left me intoxicated.
In that cimmerian darkness none was near me,
none was with me in that sleepless situation.
You smiled beyond the bonds of pains,
You gave that sweet smile.
Outside, deep darkness prevails,
in my mind, still deeper darkness lingers on.
Holding the golden lamp,
You enlightened me,
You sparked the flame.
You were with me, it was You.
848
O Lord,
I saw You amidst storms,
therefore, I do not fear.
I found You
amidst meteor lights.
Where in the universe
do not You exist?
The entire world is bound to decay and wear out.
You only will forever remain young.
From within intensely dark nights,
You rise as the morning sun.
After the fall of winter leaves,
You appear to me anew in the leaves of spring.
The state, in which You resided
as the beginning less entity,
in that same state,
You forever remain.
O eternally advancing entity,
to You, there is no comparison in the world.
849
O Lord,
through songs,
I offer my salutation to You.
Be gracious enough and accept them.
Do not push me away with Your feet;
for, my life has merged with these songs.
When, during intense darkness,
it rains heavily,
frightening nature makes us quiver.
Amidst that darkness,
trusting in You,
I carefully create my songs.
In these songs my love is merged.
These songs contain Your memory.
I compose my songs
keeping You in mind.
Only thereby, my mind appeases.
850
O Lord,
You are the illumination
of my dark home.
You are the illumination
of my dark heart.
You are the self-effulgent lamp
that needs no oil in its stand.
The blue sky's scarf
is filled with numerous stars.
The nebula,
made up of sandal paste,
calls me by hand signals.
Amongst all the light
that lies scattered about,
Your effulgence,
shines forth better than the best.
By kindling millions of lamps
from one single lamp
You engrave the mark of effulgence.
In all hearts,
You awaken the stream of ideation.
You destroy what is darker than the darkest,
for, You are the light of love.
851
O Lord,
who do You think of
in Your mind?
Whatever You may please or think,
I know You are not thinking about me.
Numerous days,
mornings and evenings
passed by,
deprived of Your attention.
How much agonies have I tolerated?
Do not You know my pain?
Flowers bloomed in joy,
by the touch of golden light,
but dried up in intense sun.
Do not You understand their misery?
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You are sitting alone,
in such and absorbed state of mind.
Whom are You thinking of?
You may think as You please
but it is sure
You are not thinking of me.
My days passed away neglectfully
many a morning and many an evening went by.
Do not You feel my pain, my distress?
The blossoming flower
which once was glittering in the crimson dawn
is now drying up in the scorching sun.
Do not You feel its pain?
Whom are You thinking of,
in such an absorbed state of mind?
852
O Lord,
if You grace me,
I can tolerate still more pain.
Please look at me,
even should You do not apply soothing ointment.
I know You play the divine game,
so full of pains and joys.
I also know
that Your divine game is unlimited
and that I should never fear it,
now that I have understood.
You are vast and great.
You created the universe
by Your divine game.
The universe rests within Your mind
and, within that world,
I too exist.
O Lord,
I am unable to forget this fact.
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I can bear more pain, O Lord!
If by Your grace, You would only open Your eyes!
Not even such a consolation do You give.
I know You play.
It is filled with pain and pleasure.
I know Your play is infinite;
that is why I will not be frightened.
You are infinite, You are great.
You have created the world with Your play.
The world remains in Your mind.
I am also in that world;
I cannot forget that, O Lord.
853
Who came into the recess of my mind?
Who is that unknown divinity,
extending His reddish feet?
My mind and intellect
cannot understand Him.
And yet, He won my heart.
By His love and immortal song,
He filled everything
in beauty and colour.
I cannot express that experience
and cannot suppress that impulse of my heart.
His smile and enchanting flute
awakened nectar and beauty.
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Who came - who came into the corner of my mind?
The unknown one, the Lord of the heart,
revealed His lotus feet to me.
The mind and the intellect cannot understand Him;
and yet, He conquered my heart.
His love, His immortal song
filled everything in form and tune.
This realisation, I cannot express.
I cannot check the emotions of my heart.
His laugh, his charming flute,
brought the beauty of nectar...
awakening, awakening, awakening my heart.
854
O Lord,
who are You
coming into my heart,
softly smiling?
You merged into love
my dark attachments.
With eyes full of love
absorbed in heavenly sweetness,
You call me repeatedly,
and take me along towards infinity.
Neither do You want anything
nor do You take anything.
Whenever I want to give something,
You say: "Give yourself".
But You do not give Your identity
and when asked to,
You do not speak.
You say You know my identity,
but then, You forget it.
855
O Lord,
see what You have done,
I am trapped in the web of the great ma'ya'.
Tell me how a human being
can struggle with the high cosmic waves?
I am but a small particle of Yours;
You are the ever new and vast entity.
You continue playing
Your ever-new divine game,
hiding behind all.
When the wee bit of Your grace shall fall,
then only, the ocean can be crossed.
Then, all beings will shine
with the impulse of victory.
I do not want wealth or happiness;
I desire only to see Your delighted face.
Ignoring my faults and mistakes,
come close to me with a sweet smile.
856
O Lord,
come with floral fragrance,
come into all lives.
Come, spreading Your sweet fragrance,
throughout the sky and the air,
and resonate Your enchanting tune.
Atuning Your lyre to the musical octave,
with numerous melodies,
rhythms and songs,
that inundate the three worlds,
You vibrate the cosmos.
All mantras originate from Your sound,
all machines display Your vibration,
by Your will
all move and sing Your song.
857
O Lord,
I shall go on moving on the path
You made my eyes see.
I shall keep as my target,
the beacon that You have shown me
during my dark night.
You are the pole star of my life,
never shall I lose You.
I shall always remember
the message that You spoke to my ears.
You exist beyond the ocean of darkness.
You love me with all Your heart.
The warm touch,
with which You awakened my heart,
that warmth, I shall spread.
858
O Lord,
You came,
You won my heart,
but thereafter, went away.
You smiled,
You loved,
but then forgot that You had loved me.
My song is for You only,
my love remains ever awakened.
Whatever I have given You with all my heart,
You accepted,
and took away.
My eyes flow tears for You,
constantly calling You,
and remaining awake day and night.
I understand now
that You had loved me by mistake.
Realising Your mistake,
You went away.
859
O Lord,
You came,
crossing the formless ocean
and became filled with the beauty of light.
You came into my garden like a bee,
and provided sweetness to its honey.
You did things
that were not to be done,
and carried out
the impossible.
You are above
both the physical and psychic arenas.
You came with self-esteem, all by Yourself.
Silent austerity lingered on,
in the invokation of Your arrival.
You poured sparks of light
into the darkness- immersed world.
860
O Lord,
if You peeped once into the depth of Your heart,
You would find a small heart merged into it.
Do You wish to forget it,
pushing it away?
Thinking of You,
my days pass away.
Remembering You,
I trun restless even today.
If You wish to forget me,
I will tolerate that also.
By Your grace,
this quality is present in me.
In my life, even today six seasons are present,
it smiles with every new load of new flowers.
And yet, my life floats away in tears,
dissolving its entire smile into pains.
861
O Lord,
in an unbroken and continuous mind,
in ever alert meditation,
You bloomed in the eastern horizon.
On that dawn,
neither sunrays nor the soft breeze were there,
nothing yet existed.
On that dawn,
You alone existed.
There was no heavenly sweetness in the dust,
no beauty of trees,
no creepers,
no fruits or flowers,
no streams to flow on the earth.
All that, later became drawn by Your colour.
With pure eyes,
You decorated this unadorned creation
with golden beautifications.
In intense austerity,
You removed the dense darkness,
and with sunrays and a soft breeze,
You made flowers bloom in a mere swing.
862
O Lord,
come into my mental garden,
come in the sandal breeze.
I am awaiting You.
Come in a moonlit night
come with wholehearted love.
I have threaded a garland for You.
You gave me so much!
You loved me,
and yet, You still did not come close enough
for me to hold You.
This time please come closer,
sit in the recess of my heart.
I have arranged my altar with sweetness.
What type of love is this
where You smile from a distance only?
When will You fulfill all my aspirations?
You filled the core of my heart
with the melody of Your flute.
For You, I keep my lamp lighted.
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Come on a gentle breeze
into the garden of my mind.
I sit and wait for You.
On a moonlit night,
with a heart full of love,
please sit with me.
I have made a garland for You.
You have given me so much,
You have loved me so much;
even so, You have not let me catch You,
You have not come any closer.
Now come closer,
sit in my heart of hearts,
where, in sweetness,
an altar I have made for You.
What kind of love is this -
only smiling from afar?
You embody all my hopes.
The melody of Your flute
fills every secret chamber of my heart.
I sit and light a lamp for You.
863
O Lord,
I lost the sweetness of my tune.
With its memory only,
I today survive.
Atuning my viin'a' to the musical octave,
I await You.
The tunes that were active in my throat
have gone very far away.
In my dance and song,
I today realise the traces of that intoxication.
In the rhythm You awakened in the sky,
in the flood of its vibrations,
in that same rhythm and vibration,
in their swing, I too am swinging.
864
O Lord,
though You exist nearest to me,
You remain far.
I searched You wastefully
in places of pilgrimage,
on roads and ways.
I performed lamp reverences
with conch blows.
I raised sounds with drumbeats.
I carried out all this
but found that You did not come into my heart.
Lighting fire,
I performed oblations of fire.
I kindled my lamp with five flames.
I bathed You
by pouring water into special utensil.
I prayed to You with tearful eyes.
But I observed
that by performing all this,
You went still further away.
865
O Lord,
You raised waves
in the ocean of effulgence
and brought about heavenly nectar.
Wiping off the darkness of fog,
You brought down the light of dawn.
Into mankind's burning heart
that was caused
due to flames of three kinds:
physical, psychic and spiritual,
You engendered a thirst for the infinite.
Into the dumb and unconscious human mind,
You spoke a message of liberation.
Making all move together in harmony,
forgetting all differences,
You drew a new image
at the time of enlightening the mind.
866
This world is full of rhythms.
The flow of light dances on in rhythms.
You are resonant
in total immersion.
You are frenzied
in the bliss of this self- created universe.
The rough and dry desert,
the green tree,
the murmuring of the forest
and the goodness of mind,
the flag of love,
and the rays of the moon,
all lose themselves in Your rhythm.
The sweet memories of bygone days,
the pathetic song,
sung on a sorrowful night,
patience and pardon,
all are held by this earth.
The universal love of the yogi
renouncing the world totally,
and those who left their homes
in the wave of Your rhythm,
all are full of Your sweet rhythm.
867
O Lord,
break my inertia
and remove my fear.
On the path of light
I move forward with courage.
The strength that You gave me,
the melody You filled my songs with,
the sweetness You poured into my core,
You enhanced it all.
The melody I rehearsed in my heart,
the memory attached to my mind,
the speed that You gave,
O God,
utilise it all for service.
868
O Lord,
I stepped forth at Your call.
I now move on Your path.
Everything You gave me,
was for my own good.
From it, I took the maximum possible.
The spark of light that floats in the cosmos,
rushes forth,
dancing in overwhelming excitement.
In the same way,
I too am rushing,
dancing with a smile
towards my cherished desideratum.
You control all for the purpose of welfare,
You always consider welfare first.
With this discipline and control
that aims at welfare,
I continue moving on the path of light.
869
O Lord,
day and night,
I keep moving,
on the light scattering path
that You have shown.
Like the lotus and the lilly in the mud
I smile,
and, with an overflowing heart,
I love You.
Round the clock,
I remain engrossed in Your meditation.
I never regard pain as troubling pain.
From the early hours throughout all moments,
I witness Your sweet smile with eyes wide open.
O unknown traveller,
You are my companion from time immemorial.
Most beloved one of all
and sympathiser during all pains,
knowingly or unknowingly
everyone longs for You each and every moment.
This desire merges adrift into infinity.
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You showed me the path which emanates light;
day and night, I move along that path.
Like the lotus and the lily smiling in the mud,
I love You with all my heart.
I am absorbed in Your name twenty-four hours a day,
thus, I don't care about hardship or pain.
Every moment from the first hour of the dawn
I open my eyes and see Your sweet smile.
O unknown traveller! You are my eternal friend.
You are the dearest of all.
You feel our pain.
Knowingly or unknowingly,
everyone wants You every moment;
that longing moves us toward the infinite.
870
O Lord,
I understand You as final essence.
You took Your seat in my heart,
bestowing unto it unlimited mercy.
Smeared in Your affection,
I have witnessed heaps of grace.
At the sight of Your generousity,
my eyes pauselessly shed tears.
If I think of not remembering You,
I begin to remember You more.
What a pity it is,
not being able to forget You!
And ever thinking of You,
my eyes shed flows of tears.
871
O Lord,
You came as essence flowers.
In the crimson illumination
of an enchanting morning,
You bloomed like the lotus flower.
How many ages passed by in silent austerity?
How many dark nights vanished away rapidly?
You came in the morning,
wading through the water of love,
to fulfill my aspirations and love.
You gave more than I desired.
All want You,
but why cannot they attain You?
Their days pass by, alas,
crying in disappointment.
Come into the fold of all.
Come into my heart in overwhelming swing.
O beloved one,
why does love spread forth from all Your movements?
Why do You keep playing
Your game of hide and seek?
872
O Lord,
the ocean of effulgence moves forward,
all shall become submerged in brilliant light.
O beloved one,
Your imagination will surely materialise.
The sweetness of trees and creepers,
fruits and flowers,
the blue of the sky
and the gravity of the ocean,
Your glory and subtlety unifies it all.
Whatever I think
and whatever I do not think,
whatever I am capable of thinking
or whatever I am unable to think,
in You, all becomes unified,
in Your love, all become submerged.
873
O Lord,
who are You who came,
bathing in the stream of effulgence?
By the beauty of freshly bathed,
wet clothes,
You soaked the dry desert of my heart.
The land in which even grass would not grow,
became decorated with fruits and flowers.
Remembering this fact,
in contemplation of You,
I surrender before You in body and mind.
I was deaf, keeping my head held low.
You filled me with immeasurable and unlimited vibration.
By Your song and love,
I started talking today.
874
O Lord,
You loved all,
You filled all lives with illumination.
You uplifted and honoured
the unknown and ignored.
You placed on Your mirror
the minds that were not polluted,
the eyes that spoke affectionately,
the hearts that came close in the bright sunlight,
and all their inner thoughts.
You took all with You
on the cart of illumination,
You Yourself acting as guide
on the path of movements.
You experienced
and You understood
everyone's mental pain.
875
O Lord,
I want to proceed on the path of light,
do not obstruct my movement please.
No, I do not want to become intoxicated
in materialistic pleasures anymore.
I do not want to dwell in darkness.
In the cosmos,
and all around me,
vibrant light radiates.
Hence, I want to remove all darkness,
do not You understand this?
The entity that exists beyond darkness
has coloured my life and mind.
I keep piercing through the darkness,
ever nearer unto Him,
I won't tolerate any obstacle.
876
O Lord,
I have seen the wheels of Your cart
moving forward,
crushing all maskings of sins.
In the sun-cart of my mind
You move ahead
in Your own peculiar way.
Sitting by that path,
I calculate Your arrival day.
On a moonlit dreamy night
immersed in floral fragrance,
You ride the golden cart
to take all with You.
It is there that I recognised You.
I am waiting for You
in expectation of Your arrival.
I await You by that path
with a lamp in hand.
In front of Your effulgence,
the light of that lamp fades.
It was then that I knew You as essence of all.
877
O Lord,
this expressed great universe
swings below Your feet.
It moves from beyond the world of form
to that of formlessness.
The tinkling of Your ankle bells
brings rhythm to my heart.
It arouses from the unknown
and floats off unto the unknown.
O unseen Lord,
Your flow can be comprehended
by neither science nor philosophy.
In Your contemplation,
all lose themselves and become expressionless.
They lose themselves in an effort to attain You.
O vastest entity,
You are beyond
attributes, bondages and thoughts.
Thinking about You,
the lives of all go by,
in meditation, listening and contemplation.
O Lord,
You exist in the world only.
878
O Lord,
holding the banner of humanism,
I move forward on Your path,
on this gold- radiating morning,
holding the weapon of truth and justice.
The lamp of hope glows in the consciousness
that shall create a new world.
By virtue of Your grace and kindness,
I shall not fear resistance.
I admit that some delay occured;
some time was wasted idling uselessly.
Today,
carrying on my head,
a wee bit of Your grace,
I shall move forward without looking back.
In the imagination of new life
lies my dream and objective,
clearly embedded in my eyes.
879
On the upward movement unto light,
I shall not yield to any obstacle.
However strong storms shall become;
I won't be subdued in their thrashing.
The responsibility that I have taken on,
I consider the vow of my life.
Until I attain my objective,
I shall not stop on the path under any circumstance.
I shall proceed forward on the path of morality,
ignoring thunders and meteors.
I shall not fear
frowning and sinful powers.
880
Human society is indivisible.
Today, I sing its glory.
O brothers and sisters,
move ahead, casting aside all thorns.
All human beings are my brothers,
all are my life.
If all live together in harmony,
God stays,
and the soil of this earth
will be covered with pure gold.
We have remained tied up in dogmas
and have kept mankind away.
Intoxicated in falsehood,
we did not read the script of time.
Today, I rectified my error.
I shall henceforth bring absolute peace to all.
881
O Lord,
if You had to go and leave me,
why did You come to my hut in the first place?
Why did You allow
the flower bud of my hope
to whither away untimely?
Alas, had they heard of Your expected arrival,
the shefali flower would have remained awake,
the cuckoo would have sung in the spring,
the moon would have spread its light.
By ignoring all,
You broke the strings of my lyre.
Alas, You went away.
Autumn and winter continue to weep.
The dew- wet niip tree fades,
the white and flowering tall grass turns black.
You went away,
trampling underfoot all the sweetness of my mind.
882
O Lord,
having faith in Your name,
I sailed forth
on my broken boat.
When You are with me,
at no time, do I fear.
Even if typhoons, storms,
and the thunderours strokes of lightning
approach me,
remembering You,
I continue calling forth
feelings of confidence amongst all.
In the dark depth of water
and in the extremely frightening dark cloud,
I find Your effulgence,
radiating abundantly in all directions.
883
O Lord,
by Your arrival,
atoms became restless
and the earth
became engrossed in bliss.
The crimson light of dawn says:
"Pour more and more sweetness into flowers."
Today, in solitude
and amidst chirping,
who is that singing in joy?
Heavenly nectar flows on
in hundreds of ways.
Barrier breaking love
spreads out effulgence
and rushes on restlessly.
Today, on this winter morning,
the cuckoo is singing untimely.
The forest deers
look at the bamboo stalks.
Today, the song of immortality,
intoxicated with beauty and love,
has brought about the dissemination of melody.
884
O Lord,
You came in the radiation of light.
You came with joy
into the fold of my eyes.
The light You left
in the heart of the earth,
the smile You marked
on the sinless face...
due to their strength of heart
the world today moves,
overcoming hundreds of obstacles.
The fragrance
You poured
into the pollen of flowers,
the sweetness
You kept within my heart,
are today living
due to Your greatness,
crossing the ocean of pains.
885
O Lord,
come to my home
come in the invitation of light.
I call You with a simple mind.
I keep the light of Your lamp
burning secretly.
Nobody else knows it.
Sky, stars, and the ocean full of water,
indeed the whole world,
know of the love
between the devotee and the Lord.
The moonlight smilingly announces:
"O Lord, I love You."
Flower pollen,
atoms,
particles of mind...
all display affection for You.
And the song of their hearts
rushes into Your song.
This love story
has become known to the world,
and yet, no one
will ever come to know it.
886
O Lord,
I found You today,
in my mind,
with new adornments.
My mind had been engaged
in numerous works
and idling of various kinds.
The path on which I was moving
was serpentine like,
and, day and night,
covered with darkness.
By the pull of Your love,
I looked at You,
and the wheels of my cart turned.
My dry river became flooded.
Beyond light, there was darkness
and even more:
all around me pitch darkness prevailed.
You came in light,
in more and more light,
and, in whichever direction I looked,
only pleasant feelings overcame me.
You won my mind and filled my life.
With Your love,
my heart became filled .
887
O Lord,
from Your red feet,
the various colours within You emanate.
What wonderful effulgence!
Into the crimson light that attaches gold,
You poured the sweetness of nectar.
You resonated in gardens and forests,
You provided happiness to all minds.
You are resonant in dense dreams.
You play Your flute in forests
and dance dreamlike,
with rythmic steps,
in dense bamboo groves.
The bright radiation that flows from Your body
overflows with great effulgence.
Spreading about sweet greatness,
You love with an enchanting smile.
888
O Lord,
into the sunlight of the early morning,
You poured bright effulgence.
Churning the core of my mind,
removing all my shyness,
You spoke in the language of my heart.
Your divine game
goes on day and night,
never ignoring anyone.
O beloved Lord,
in every mind,
You remain ever awake
as subtle feeling.
There is no pause for You.
The flow of Your liila'
is immeasurable and boundless.
O Lord of liila',
with diverse colours,
and in a strong upsurge,
You filled the entire sky with moonlight.
889
O Lord,
for You I have been sitting awake
the whole night,
holding a garland in my hand.
Yet, You did not come,
neither did You tell me why.
Why did You not come that night?
The moonlight of the sky too
was waiting for You.
You filled the firmament of my heart
with numerous tunes and melodies.
Suddenly, with a strong wind,
You extinguished
the lamp of my hope
and brought sleep to my eyes.
The moonlight faded away
and darkness spread all over.
My mind became filled
with the concentrated darkness of disappointment.
But I still love You.
Filled with hope and confidence
I shall attain You.
890
O Lord,
seated in isolation,
You spoke something...
who knows for or to whom You spoke.
To which unknown destination
did You smilingly leave,
forgetting me seemingly unconcerned.
How many days, months,
years and ages
passed by?
When thinking of it,
tears flow from my eyes non stop.
When alone in this forest of ma'ya',
the songs of those bygone days,
come floating about.
Those sweet memories
and unforgettable songs
fill in me the infinite's love.
891
I loved and surrendered my heart,
yet even so, my friend did not come.
Selecting flowers from my garden,
I threaded a garland
but could not offer it to Him.
I kept the altar of my mind well decorated.
I spread its seat
with love and attachment.
I kindled the lamp
with the flame of my heart.
But I could not make
the a'ratii (with lamp) to welcome Him.
With sandal paste,
the dirt of agony was removed,
dewed with the water of raganuga' devotion.
I utterly lost myself in ra'ga'tmika' devotion,
letting go all my inner pains.
892
O Lord,
break my lethargy
with harsh calls.
In this darkness,
keep my lamp ever lighted.
That on the journey of this path
my eyes do not remain closed,
and, should I ever lose my path,
I not stop searching.
Like the sandal that spreads in the moonlight,
Your voice eternally resonates in the sky.
I do not want a soft,
milky white bed,
nor colourful, enchanting decorations.
Neither do I want the shame of defeat.
I want only light,
more and more light.
The light that will take me
beyond all limitations.
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Shatter my dullness with a clap of thunder!
In this darkness,
keep the lamp of my hopes eternally illuminated...
so that I not close my eyes on this path of light,
or become bewildered searching for it.
As sandalwood is mingled with moonlight,
so floats Your sweet sound joyously through the sky.
I do not want a bed as fine and white as milk.
I do not want a perfumed and colourful dress.
I do not want the shame of defeat.
I want only light, more light, more light -
that light which will take me beyond all bondage.
893
O Lord,
You came with beauty and love,
awakening the world
and stirring all three worlds.
You threaded handful after handful
of love- filled octave.
On an unknown lyre with unknown strings,
You vibrated and resonated the earth.
Shaking off the agony of isolation,
You made the psychic arena fragrant.
Human beings understood You as their God
and started loving You
as their own, closest and most beloved.
In a strong sentiment of love
lay all they had,
lay the origin of their awakening.
894
O Lord,
everyone wants You close beside.
Though You exist,
pervading in each atom and particle,
alas, we do not understand this fact through knowledge.
We search You in the far sky
and in the soothing breeze,
in the ocean of galaxies,
and in the fragrance of flowers.
But we never search You
in our own core
where You reside
as grand adoration,
as intense beauty and flow.
Hence,
we keep on crying in disappointment.
Though You are surrounded
by name and form,
You exist beyond it too.
You remain ever engrossed
in Your divine game (liila'),
and yet, You reside in the eternal abode.
You exist in forms and in a formless state,
in a non-attributional stage as nirgun'a',
beyond all attributes.
In Your ideation all become enchanted
to the degree of coma.
895
O Lord,
at which point in time did You colour
the heart of humankind in this world,
oscillating all?
The honeybee tells of this event even today.
The wind carries the memory of that incidence.
Day and night,
they enter my life in meditation
and speak of it.
His form appears in the blast of storms.
In meteors, His light appears.
The sky is coloured in His colour,
and dances on in rhythm and tune.
896
Like a sudden blast of wind,
who is He, leaving me?
The lamp in the darkness
is about to be extinguished.
He is spread outside,
He is filled inside,
He lies hidden both inside and outside.
O who is He who went away without announcement?
Explain His identity.
Why did He leave without saying a word
at this odd time?
He went away winning my heart
through song and melody.
He will again return.
He will smile anew with a lighted lamp.
In this mutually known world,
the unknown traveler is never unknown.
897
O Lord,
You love
and know how to love.
Why do You keep performing
such an unkind divine play?
I know You are my Lord.
Why do You make my eyes
shed tears continuously?
The sun rising in the eastern horizon
sends its colours to all directions.
Why do You not fill
my dark night with that light?
When the moonlight shines,
the blue sky becomes agitated in Your ideation.
Illuminating the firmament of my mind,
why do You not keep
the lamp of love lit in my heart?
898
O Lord,
however much I long for You,
I keep wondering what a game of Yours this is.
My movement never comes to an end.
In the flow of the stream,
I continue floating,
eventually reaching the sea.
And yet, there too, I do not find an end.
Wave after wave overwhelms me.
What an endless game of Yours is this?
Like straw in a storm,
I float from place to place.
And at the end,
I am overcome with fatigue.
This agony of mine please excuse.
Understand my silent pain.
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O Lord,
my wanting You,
does not pause.
What a game of Yours is this?
My movement never comes to an end.
In the flow of the stream I continue floating,
and at the end, I attain the sea.
And yet, there also I do not find the end,
waves after waves are coming before me.
What an endless game of Yours is this?
Like a straw caught in a storm
I go on floating from place to place.
And in the end, even fatigue comes.
This agony of mine please excuse,
understand my silent pain.
899
O Lord,
why do You not allow Yourself to be caught
by those who love You?
Why, on the pretext of being Your divine game,
do You play hide and seek with them
each and every moment?
You do not pay attention
to those who call You with all their heart.
In the agony and pain
caused by the play of Your liila',
they shed tears.
I know Your liila' is endless.
You do not want to hurt anyone.
There is not a single trace of unkindness in it.
Your liila' is confined to the mind only.
900
The yellow leaves are dropping off.
The silent wind floats adrift,
without stirring the bamboo grove.
Alas, the moon shining in the sky is set
and nobody bothers.
The clouds
on which peacocks used to dance,
have also vanished away.
The undated guest sang a song,
the memory of which fades far away towards heaven.
And yet, Your smile awakened tinkling
in the strings of my inner viin'a'.
