(402) Alor oi jharnadharay
With that surging stream of effulgence,
Come, Lord, into my mind; please come.
By that golden downpour of song,
Lord, please be seated in my inner self.
In an ocean of utter darkness—
Clasping my hand, oh, take me beyond.
Let my tears of nothing but sorrow
Be infused with profound love.
With a compassionate flood of pearls,
Smile, Lord, smile inside my heart.
Hold me close and still closer;
Even by mistake, never let me forget.
With Your astounding flow of colors,
Give me no scope for delusion.
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As Lord Krsna states in the Bhagavad Giita: Daevii hyeśá guńamayii mama máyá duratyayá. Mámeva ye prapadyante máyámetáḿ taranti te. The surest way to cross the vast and difficult ocean of máyá is to cling to Him and let Him carry us beyond.
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