(507) Prabhu tomar liila apar
Lord, boundless is Your divine sport;
With intellect, who can fathom it?
You exist in both form and formless,
Within and around everyone.
In the deep of the blue sea,
In the white snow on mountain peak—
Whatever I do or don't espy,
All is held inside Your mind.
The pore-free bitumen,
The cycle of all seasons—
That which I do or don't conceive,
You include each and every thing.
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In the realm of spirituality, the intellectual (jiṋána yogii) is bound to embrace the cult of devotion (bhakti yoga).
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