A snake swallows its tail

(3660) Ele arupa srote ruper paridhite

Came You, the Formless, on stream in form's circumference; Hari, my most Beloved, You remove the dark. With Generation, Operation, and Destruction at fixed residence, Hey the Bliss-Player, You make liila. When You entered into form, the form-free Godhead, Which was that time of yore with a light fest? Vitality, by which elixir did You spread; And how many diadems were retracted from a Kamsa? Never does it happen, Your coming and going; Master, You are not obstructed by an erstwhile territory. Nonetheless, the foolish mind invites Yourself near, Even though You are intralocomotional.  Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Only slightly visible

(3659) Tomare ceyechi gopane

Yourself have I wanted privately; Beloved mine, You are everybody's boon companion. You are in an existence, with rhythm and song replete; Though fit for recollection, in fact You're enveloped. Alongside, a lamp of light You've retained, Mid leaves of love a swing You have swayed. Also the one slighted, with You is he placed; No one in the universe You ever make lonesome. Whose someone isn't anywhere, he too calls out to Thee, Through gaps of only cloud external-and-internally. Though dormant in the worldly, in thought You are shining, Exquisite with white moonlight, the full moon at dawn.[1]  Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Even though we don't spot

(3658) Banshari bajiye jay sahasa nayane cay

A bamboo flute He goes on playing, looks with eyes smiling, Today in Gokul He makes sport, Golok's Hari. With painted lower lip He entertains; Ever calling, everyone He tells: "Rush near!" None is not His kindred, distant is nobody; All are family, He finds everyone in thinking. The Jamuna, upstream with waters lively does it race; A string of waves sway like His wreath of rosary peas. For quelling the wicked, the righteous to maintain, Sin's flag of carnage, its collapse to make, He comes frequently, a drumbeat with bow's twang; In this world a store of virtue His like is not there. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Everything I be...

(3657) Je amare jahai baluk

Whatever anyone myself may tell, Yourself I've held dear. Your arrival and Your smile, In my life they play a pipe of reed. All hope of mine relies on Thee; I will go on staying in abode of psyche. Hey the Messenger of Peace, Unruffled Beauty, So it is I come again frequently. You are ever in Vraja's ideation; You've remained coated by the phag of my love. Hey the One by milkmaids adored, For Your sake only, do I laugh, do I weep. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Maybe it won't be today

(3656) Akash balechilo vatas balechilo

The sky had told, the wind had said– They had hinted to everyone: The Sun, You will arrive; You'll abide no privation; Unholy practice will finish on this earth's surface. In the heavens comets fearsome will not dance any more; Golden existence won't permit tails of destruction. Become introspective, heart-filled will be all; Earth's Onus-Remover, every moment they will get Your love. For Your auspicious advent, the world is ready; You allow it be made wholly self-sustaining. Drowsiness dispelled, salvation-road is seen quickly, You let it be lively-made with a mind-strength vigorous. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Help me to help You

(3655) Giitir kanu priitir kanu

Kanu[1] of song, Kanu of love, Kanu of Vraj, this earnest petition, It's in my mind: At a sweet garden, Hey Mohan,[2] do smile with conviction. Searching for that does not finish In a mountain cave or remote jungle. Only that is on mind's floral dais; Please arrive, clad regally, hey Avatar of Sport. To speak of Your merit, To promote Your name's luster, By a string of waves from nectar's ocean, Hey the Lord of Heartcore, show compassion. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

What did You say?

(3654) Tumi kii cao ami janina

What You crave, I know not; What's it You say, I grasp not. Oh Who are You, the Unfamiliar Pilgrim; Just for an instant why don't You stop? Blessing of heaven You have brought; You've effused a heap of love. Risen have You in the mind-pores; To fathom this liila I cannot. Like moonlight's moon You've brightened up; You've overlaid rainbow colors. Wild You've driven with a monsoon song, Hey the One Inchoate and Incog. Sarkarverse article Audio recording