(1313) Nayanabhirama prabhu
Lord and Master, so eye-pleasing,
On my eyelids when will You appear?
Upon flimsy weeping, why to leave
When the grant of holding Thee must be?
In this world not a thing is in vain–
Your divine game only tells this tale.
Those with tears for Thee,
Will their calls go unavailing?
Gently smiling, open eyes–
There's been enough of Your pastime!
Having thrust me in delusion,
Will You cede me to the dark, temporal ocean?[1]
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Fun or not, it's time to bring me home!
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