The heart has eyes

(2532)  Tomay buddhite bojha bhar

It's hard to understand You with the intellect;
Surpassing infatuation, past both sense and acumen,
Shoreless is the ocean of wisdom quiescent.

Those who are fallen into abyss of pride,
Even familiar, You they cannot recognize.
Time after time, in only Your mayic web,
Ego gets enmeshed.

Though they stay listening, they cannot hear;
They move on a faulty path with incorrect thinking.
You are the polestar; but they, not having wanted,
They see gloomy darkness.

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