Upon eye-pupils there had been slumber and lethargy;
In darkness, the viewing of anything does not succeed.
With ignorance exclusively as the gloom's wellspring,
Only by Your light, Lord, Yourself have I seen.
Flow of Gangotri moves toward the ocean,
A green beauty-stream, having brought love into bosom.
Via blooms and fruits, all it fills with dance and song;
That river is shining with a splendor heavenly.
By that light gets wakened a mind-state honey-sweet;
In a jiffy, lost is any delusion or fatigue.
Amid unit consciousness You are dressed in blossoms;
Everybody goes on dancing, with a very pleasant meaning.
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Wednesday, November 22, 2023
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Through happy dance we get stirred.
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