Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Much more than what He seemed



(3694) Cander deshe hathat ese

From Moonland, having come of a sudden,
Which sprite went on singing songs?
He thrilled with melody, set adrift on ideation;
Mind He did abduct, unmentioned.

Of thought's house there is no periphery;
There's no bar on coming and going.
Nothing is the like of its prosperity;
It allowed keeping both sides of sport.

In a feigned garb He had come;
He went, leaving the pollen of love.
At azure firmament with hint of Unlimited,
He kept sailing on a stream of song.

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Tuesday, June 16, 2026

With moonbeams on sea and land



(3693) Alo esechilo cand hesechilo

Light had come, the moon had smiled.
Alongside dark clouds with lively passion,
A peacock had danced; buoyant had been the mind.

Gloom's end had been, Darling, I have realized;
Despair having rid, hope You give in full supply.
My bewitched prostration You acquire;
You played on psyche's lyre.

My dormant heart, awakened it did rise;
Awareness defunct, sense returning, it arrived.
With drunken zest, frantic became life;
Into one the many, they did unite.

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Monday, June 15, 2026

A mystery



(3692) Vedii sajate diip jvalate

Altar to adorn, a torch to ignite,
I have gone on searching for a matchstick all my life.
For just Your sake, upon eyes,
I've traced collyrium time after time.

That matchstick's in just Your hand, I have realized;
The wreath I keep seeking, is in company Thine.
Match is got with garland, You were kind;
The wings of mind's goose,[1] at own nest they alight.

How many ages I have sought, that too I know not;
In how many forms I am seeing, that too I grasp not.
I understand just this much: In life Yourself I seek;
Hey the boundless Infinite, unto me awakening You provide.

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Sunday, June 14, 2026

May we unite



(3691) Vishva jethay liin haye jay

Wherever the universe gets dissolved,
Oh Cosmic Sustainer, it is under Your protection...
Hearing of, thinking of, and meditating on the Lord
In unison totally harmonious.

Amid the many has remained the One;
Dances the throng in a single, playful love...
At an arbor of the One, in many a collection,
Circling lotus feet, bumblebees hum.

Having come from the One, into One they get absorbed;
Finally becoming one are numerous ruminations...
In the many's decoration He reigns with single thought;
To that Cowherd King everybody pays attention.

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Saturday, June 13, 2026

She gets assisted flight



(3690) Ganer e mala genthechi

This wreath of songs I've threaded,
As I'll make You wear it, Dear.
I wet it with ambrosial essence,
Evening colors, watered by tears.

It moves swaying to and fro, like an earring
At base of stamen on lotus of psyche.
Forgotten is distinction of friend and enemy,
Eyes having raised up unblinking.

Eyes have opened, having broken sleep;
At shrine of mind, light has appeared.
A deep-blue sky has spread wing,
Feathers of a remote goose beneath.

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Thursday, June 11, 2026

Honeysuckle wisdom



(3689) Madhumalatiir mane kii maya chilo

What had been the magic in a Rangoon-creeper mind?
Knows that not a person.
What tale did she tell regarding rays of moonlight?
Lunar digits she had fathomed.

She had told: "Everybody moves in this Creation;
All come and go off, none impedes anyone.
Upon everybody emanates Providential love,
Like a crimson light lustrous."

Yet more she'd told: "There is only one Who is Dearest of all,
The smiling, pure, well-intending, Cosmic Source.
He is the ever-unseen splendor, His alone the Love Supreme;
He is dazzling every second."

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Only so much one can do



(3688) Tumi eso amar ghare priya

Beloved, do come to my residence;
Having opened door, I sit waiting.
I have lit a torch, I've strung a wreath;
An altar, I have kept it neat.

I've no one to call my own;
Private thoughts, which do I make known?
So in plenty and in need, I want You alone;
A load of love, poured I've let be.

Hey, the ever-sweet One nearest,
Stay with me in life, in death.
In heat like cremation, with cow-milk as offset,
A flower-bud I've kept replete.

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