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Abandoning water at hand, the fool desires a distant cloud. He leaves ready food to beg elsewhere—this is the nature of ignorance.
From the lover's touch, her breast trembles, sweating in hidden delight. Passion flares as the divine Shiva’s ash-bath ends triumphantly—love and aust...
Compare the tips of fingers and tips of breasts—both seekers of value. Yet even the prized coconut (śrīphala) has become so rare, even a betel nut is ...
What’s a fallen crumb to an elephant? Nothing. But for an ant, it feeds her entire family. Perspective defines value.
Whatever is obtained by hand, cloth, or women—even if brought by castor leaves—is unfit for divine offering. The method matters more than the substanc...
Pressed beneath trees and crushed by stones, a mighty one still rises, reborn even from below. Fortune returns with time.
Your river-like form, bangles glistening, cuts through sin like turbulent waves hitting a muddy shore—bringing radiant beauty like moonlight over wate...
With lotus hands, anklets chiming, and charming feet, he stirs minds with joy. He is like poison to ego, nectar to devotion, and the treasure of life ...
I always remember that child Mukunda lying on a banyan leaf, placing his lotus hand in his lotus mouth—a divine infant who contains the universe.
The terrible Yamuna water, appearing like Time itself, removes the sins of people and ferries them across life’s ocean. May it protect us always.
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