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Senses

Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight. Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of thy wine of variouscolours and fragrance, filling this earthen vessel to the brim.…

Salutation

In one salutation to thee, my God,let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet. Like a rain-cloud of Julyhung low with its burden of unshed showerslet all my mind bend down at thy door in…

Sail Away

Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat,only thou and I, and never a soul in the world would know of this ourpilgrimage to no country and to no end. In that shoreless ocean,at…

Roaming Cloud

I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumnuselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious!Thy touch has not yet melted my vapor,making me one with thy light,and thus I count months and years separated from thee. If…

Religious Obsession

Who is obsessed by religionHe is blindHe only kills and gets killed.Even an atheist is blessedBecause he doesn’t have the vanity of any faith.Humbly he lights up his reasonDefies the authority of scripturesAnd seeks only the good of men. He…

Rare

One day I shall see this world no moreForever my eyelids will close.Next day as usual the night will endAnd the day will dawn.In usual businessThe time will pass in every homeKeeping this in mindArdently I look at this worldWhatever…

Purity

Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowingthat thy living touch is upon all my limbs. I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowingthat thou art that truth which…

Prisoner

`Prisoner, tell me, who was it that bound you?’ `It was my master,’ said the prisoner.`I thought I could outdo everybody in the world in wealth and power,and I amassed in my own treasure-house the money due to my king.When…

Poems on Time

The butterfly counts not months but moments,and has time enough. ~Time is a wealth of change,but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth. ~ Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Timelike dew…

Poems on Man

Man goes into the noisy crowdto drown his own clamour of silence. ~    Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly.For life is a creative idea;it can only find itself in changing forms. ~ Man’s abiding happiness is not…