Gangadhar Meher Poems

Verily I'm a drop
of the ocean of nectar.
Shunning the ocean I had risen up
in the firmament afar.
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I will not call Thee an ‘Ocean of Mercy'
O, Lord of all my race!
For what but a dropp is the boundless sea
In Thy infinite Grace?
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Wandering over several woods wide,
never wavering astray
by illusion of any gorge,
surmounting many an impediment
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Auspiciously came
Usha, the blooming lotus-eyed dame,
in her heart cherishing keenly
thirst for a vision
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