I am a pilgrim on the shores of prayer, A knowing guide has led me to this land For I have seen God standing there Who now as always leads me by the hand
That I may taste the honey-laden fruit And walk upon the paradisal lanes Hear one day the call of Krishna's flute And sing to Him my secret soul's refrains.
Poems Undated (1727)
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