A wreath of song threaded have I
For You, the Most Darling.
Yes You will come, and You will smile;
Unrivaled One, You will hold dear.
With light and shadow is Your sport;
Your cosmic drama, on a lyre of thunder.
You launch my bubble's coracle
Like clump of grass upon Your prosody.
In the dramatic flow everyone You set adrift;
But You go on clutching the nature of liila's flavor.
When You are form-free, what is it You wish
From my heart-core? Kindly make clear.
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Monday, November 4, 2024
A game so strange
Saturday, November 2, 2024
The circle of life
You'd arrived, You'd poured out light;
You'd observed with open eyes.
On dusty earth, by sweetness of mind,
A flower, You had made it rise.
Nectar of my pollen Earth has received;
Upon Your advent finished has all yearning.
Silently, in seclusion, in a niche of heart mine,
Spreading seat You did alight.
Off went all thought of duality,
My sense of distinction between tiny and lofty.
By One becoming many, from One to many thereby,
Your own self You'd publicized.
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Friday, November 1, 2024
A spiritual nature can turn into conceit
You are enormous, I am an atom;
Why upon me is there pride?
I have cried, and I have called;
I've done meditation Thine.
In Your devotion I've been absorbed;
On ambrosial fluid have I swum.
With Your thought I've ignored
All fatigue and any slight.
I have moved on the path and off;
But I’ve kept You at my front.
You alone I've taken notice of;
Just Your song I've vocalized.
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