Twisted my liver.
And renounced all I had.;
Thus, giving up all my
Worldy possessions,
I became Lalla for all
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I have to suffer the consequence
even if I work for others’ gain.But if, with mind from attachment free,I dedicate all works to God,It will be well for me wherever I be,here and hereafter.
The dirt of my filthy heart
I found the known, unknown: andThe dirt of my filthy heartSeemed to be cleansed,I found the known, unknown: andWhen I saw Him near me,I discovered When I saw Him near me, I discovered[Translated by P. N. Razdan (Mahanori)]
Whence I have come and by which way,
Wither I shall go and by which way,I do not know.Were I to know the end of it allAnd gain the knowledge of the truth,(it would be well, for otherwise)Life here is but an empty breath.
Forgetful one, get up!
Open your wings and lift.Give like the blacksmitheven breath to the bellows.Tend the fire that changesthe shape of metal.Alchemical work begins at dawn,as you walk out to meet the Friend.[Taken from Poetry for the Spirit: Poems of Universal Wisdom and Beauty, Edited by Alan Jacobs]
Which are the flowers and from which florists?
Adore HIM in obeisance?Which juice should we use in a‘Nauri-Kalash’ in puja? (a spouted container)Which Mantras should we mutterUnto ShankarTo Awaken our Souls?
The arrows of my wooden bow turned out
The Rajdhani of the kingdomFell into the rustic hands ofA crude carpenter;In the midst of a busy bazar,Lockless remained my shop,And a pilgrimmageless self.I became:Who appreciates, my friend .