Like a silkworm weaving
her house with love
from her marrow,
Sunlight made visible
the whole length of a sky,
movement of wind
Would a circling surface vulture
know such depths of sky
as the moon would know?
male and female,
blush when a cloth covering their shame
You're like milk
In water: I cannot tell
What comes before,
Don't despise me as
She who has no one
I'm not one to be afraid,
Whatever you do.
O Lord, listen to me if you will, listen not
if you will not: I cannot rest contented
unless I sing of you.
I have fallen in love, O mother with the
Beautiful One, who knows no death,
knows no decay and has no form
Oh! Lord your Maya does not give me up even
When I have given it up. In spite of my
resistance it clings to me and follows me.