The Miraculous Bliss, -Sri Ramakrishna’s Vision.
The beauty of the ultimate reality,
The full-bloomed Divinity,
If is visited by a graced one,
Be sure in his Chidakash rises the divine Sun.
Irons of life, and cravings under illusions,
With Sri Ramakrishna's grace find timeless solution.
Love then is not a virus of attachment,
The soul from the cave comes out, as opens the casement.
Ah! His Highness's lotus feet,
My poor vagabond ever greets,
I would cry to convert my eye-well to desert,
And an incessant anguish in my heart,
So that I may, now and often with Sri Guru’s grace,
Find the Self Revealed flash of Sri Ramakrishna’s trace.
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