O Death! Get Away; Whatcanst Thou Do? - Poem by Ramprasad Sen
O Death! Get away; what canst thou do?
I have imprisoned Mother Kali.
I have bound Her feet with my mind
and imprisoned Her in my heart
I have unfolded my heart lotus
and fixed my mind at the sahasrara.
I have entrusted my heart to Kulakundalini.
Such contraption have I made that She can't escape!
Devotion guards Her always as a watchman;
my two eyes have I made gatekeepers.
I predicted: fateful fever would attack me;
So I have taken my Master's drug
- remedy for all diseases.
"Death! I have humbled thy pride,"
"I am ready to start on my journey, uttering, Kali, Kali! '"
[Translated by Elizabeth U. Harding]
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