Your intimate secret,
An anxious eagerness,
Today go on making heard
In monsoon songs aplenty.
What by mind had been concealed,
What spoke not out of vanity,
Kindly allow its utterance
Through cosmic key and melody.
Whatever had mystified,
What had been pleasant by surmise,
That having brought into hearing,
Its perpetual emission You cede.
Kindly stay afar no more,
A Deity cordoned off.
Suffusing thought, come below please
With kinship's constant tugging.
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Thursday, July 17, 2025
Pardon me
Wednesday, July 16, 2025
Psyche gets dyed
You ignited light in my dark home;
Myself You love, it You told.
A mental bud did unfold;
With smiling glow, mind-sky also.
Ocean and mount, welkin and sea,
Your adoration do they sing.
The sunflower, facing upward,
Says: "You rise over my bloom unblown."
On this same color-day of Falgun month,[1]
Feet dropped in stealth, You did come.
Through water-flow in hue's spectrum,
Goal engrossed, You laid waste to nature low.
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Tuesday, July 15, 2025
Why tonight?
On which unknown tide,
Lamp in hand You had arrived
This very night to shatter slumber mine?
By darkness had it been ringed,
The lotus blossoming
That midnight.
Pained sorrow tear-laden
Had composed a chronicle.
Anxiety of non-attainment
Upon vernal wind has cried.
Many collections gorgeous,
Neglected, have floated off.
Moonlit smiles copious
Have mixed with ignorance and vice.
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In so much bliss
The song You sang to the world, Lord,
With it You are married.
From the heart having been beamed,
On azure firmament it goes sailing.
Molecules and atoms dance, dance the stars;
And rapt they dance, ten million nebulas...
Screened from sight of everyone, to Your song's beat
The living being's longing rises passionately.
All created beings are a necklace of song,
A psychic Providence, throbbing and sonorous...
Elated by light's wine at a great festivity,
They know not what He wishes presently.
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Monday, July 14, 2025
I know You are with me
Philosopher's Stone are You, oh Darling;
Ridding my defilement,
Make me as You like, and please receive.
To move on the way, upon body dust gets coated;
Flung so far backward by filthy sin it does let.
Yourself having come near and loved a little,
Kindly bathe me in Your waters holy.
Had You not remained, I'd have naught;
Only by Your remaining, I obtain all.
At end of my journey, myself exhausted,
Brighten with Your form and flavor, and melody.[1]
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Saturday, July 12, 2025
You are everything
On this fine morning with its solar light,
Upon my mind Your greatness bursts.
As much as what comes and goes each juncture,
Enveloping everything, Your call, it gets heard.
Hey the Omnipresent God, You're in every particle;
Hey the Musical One, You dwell in each spore of pollen.
On Your path of movement from recondite, beginningless,
You set off smiling to some unknown berth.
You had been, You exist, You will go on staying, that I see;
The everlasting entity is You only, I concede.
A mote of pollen comes and leaves, it swoons inside of Thee,
At an e'er lonesome spot, a mental recess Yours.
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I believe
Sails my boat of song
Along melody of the form-sea.
To no embargo it pays heed;
It does not pause in fear of anybody.
Both night and day it proceeds,
Like far airplane upon wind of psyche.
All unholy practices, path-inhibiting,
Having hurdled, it goes on untiringly.
Straight ahead will it go, it is going,
In a song of humankind, birds, and beasts,
Towed by the Unknown Traveler's appeal,
With hopeful speech for company.
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