By the magic of bhakti struck,
But in house of non-devoted stuck.
Hesitation then found in you,
Not sure of what to do.
Strength from the brahmanas’ wives take,
Who to Krishna went, their husbands to forsake.
Not by rituals and regulations precluded,
That devotion to Lord highest dharma concluded.
Let not your eyes deceive,
In power of deity believe.
Steel, wood or brass though,
God present in archa form know.
From devotion the potency coming,
Through authority worshipable becoming.
Like a meeting between two separated long,
One glance alone to make lifelong bond.
From ecstatic kirtans to hear,
Murtis affectionately shedding tear.
From the mind is this made,
In illusion, by the eyes betrayed?
No, to happen one can certainly believe,
Deities always happy for devotion to receive.
Know that efforts for Krishna wasted not,
Sometimes even tears from Him to drop.
How to explain in way to know for sure,
Devotion to Supreme Lord, spotless and pure?
From ancient Ramayana one way take,
Comparison that Shri Lakshmana to make.
Fish taken out of the water like,
When God no more in their sights.
Feeling of beloved wife Sita too,
From being away just a moments few.
“Like a fish out of water” famous expression,
In an odd place, like stranger the impression.
Know that in bhakti-yoga same also found,
Explaining those who to devotion bound.
Lakshmana to brother Rama once said,
Of Himself and Sita, when to forest were led.
Describing love for Him spotless and pure,
Without bhakti, devotee can’t survive for sure.
If moment to reflect get the chance,
Remember Krishna’s famous dance.
When on Kaliya’s heads He stood,
And drive away poison He would.
From Yamuna’s waters so pure,
Dangerous situation not to endure.
With feet so lovely and gracefully moving,
Devotees’ fears quickly removing.
Arrested in fear to be,
When snake nearby to see.
Solace from one incident take,
Of Krishna against Kaliya the snake.
Yamuna’s water into poison transitioning,
Lord’s feet then on serpent’s head positioning.
The story with faith those who hear,
Never again dreaded snakes to fear.
Arrested in fear to be,
When snake nearby to see.
Solace from one incident take,
Of Krishna against Kaliya the snake.
Yamuna’s water into poison transitioning,
Lord’s feet then on serpent’s head positioning.
The story with faith those who hear,
Never again dreaded snakes to fear.
Of bed difficult to get out,
Function not more sleep without.
Better rising when one thing for,
To think of Supreme Lord more and more.
His names in mantra with faith to say,
And for future clearance in bhakti to pray.
And in writing of Him spirits to surge,
To stay wide awake then the urge.
So every day the same routine make,
Taking full benefit of being awake.
Rakshasas of vileness stark,
Covered by mode of ignorance dark.
Having face like the full moon,
Rescue from Ramachandra to come soon?
On this in Lanka Sita Devi thought,
As Hanuman news of Him brought.
By even more ignorance know that I’m covered,
Hope now that Rama’s name I’ve discovered.
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