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One whose body responds with tears of joy and goosebumps under divine influence — what need does he have for other means? Even kings are his servants.
O lotus-eyed beloved! The joy you offer is endless, yet it is you who have also kindled the intense agony of separation that now burns through my body...
I bow to the autumnal lotus-like feet of Heramba (Ganesha), the stable bee of the yogis, which is pure bliss and fragrance, infinite in essence, free ...
Let our inner vision behold Him, whose blue-hued form delights long-eyed maidens, whose flute graces his lips, and whose crown showers nectar from hea...
I remember with pain those loving imprints on my neck—moments of passionate embrace, sweetly mixed with bliss and the burning fever of love. They came...
May Lord Narasimha, bearing the blissful beauty of Shri (Lakshmi) upon his chest, purify you. The moon of Lakshmi’s lotus face regained its luster upo...
Association with the wicked is like a wildfire to joy, a maddened elephant to virtue, and a fierce wind to the lamp of knowledge—it devastates all.
Who else but the virtuous can bring such joy to the world, awaken hearts like lotus blooms, and dispel the darkness of ignorance?
One who brings joy with auspicious, graceful speech may still be slandered by the world, especially by those who twist others’ words out of jealousy o...
I surrender to Death, resplendent in divine brilliance, who causes disturbance in lotus forests with incense and frightens the night-lotuses, washing ...
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