We can only dance to His tune

(2157)  Ekii liila vishvamelay

Oh what love-sport, like a cosmic jamboree,
With Your own mind You have kept devising!
Somewhere You demolish, and somewhere You upbring;
Somewhere You are dragging into psyche.

There's no start of this creation;
Endless, there is no conclusion.
Drops of water from gigantic ocean,
Everybody dances; You've excited greatly.

Attaining You by way of reason
Or observing You by force,
They surpass strength to perform...
This fact You have made it clear.

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