Eyes open

(715)  Tai bhavi go mane tomari smarane

So I resolve, thinking of You,
On my way I'll go, under Your refuge.
What my heart would deem to be its own,
It is not mine; awake, that I know.

The power of speech with statements of conceit,
Eyes ever looking to be revered,
And ears, in meditation, such thoughts hearing...
Just the din of Your game are all these.

Besotted with Maya, racing is my psyche;
But over mind I can achieve mastery.
Under the shade of Your grace, by Your mercy,
My thoughts I dedicate to contemplating Thee.

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