(357) Bhalobaso shudhui mukhe
You offer only lip service to love.
Desperately I call for You, but You do not come.
Don't You comprehend my affliction?
With Your science, with Your power of sight,
I go searching in the caverns of my mind.
But having made mind vacillating,
Right in its muddy stream, gleefully You hide.
You keep festooning a passing show of color and form;
You go on devising multifarious diverting games.
Behind the screen of liila, softly You laugh;
Without divine grace, who can possibly behold You?
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