Cutting through the darkness of unending night
Longing for the light of that eternal day
I will wait; I will wait for my hopes are not dead still
I will wait for I know the tempest raging still
In the ignorance of our lives in and within
Thought we have quelled the tempest within
Unwary of the fact the knots are tied
Not by us but that eternal might
Break even if we rip them apart
Meet they will in heart of heart
Close your eyes the knots are there
Unfurling like your golden hair
Yee need know thy plaything we art
On the canvass of time we draw thy sight
Joy he seeks through making us meet
Our longing touches him down in deep
He left his play in the middle, through us he seeks his earnest dribble
RadhaKrishna eternally alive, In every cycle in every thrive
Manifested they are in every heart, which seeks love through selfless art
Pain and Pleasure, love and Hate, not thy fort;
Which yee should hold,
Feel no pain n seek no pleasure;
Only then will mass disappear!
Only then will mass disappear!
Longing for the light of that eternal day
I will wait; I will wait for my hopes are not dead still
I will wait for I know the tempest raging still
In the ignorance of our lives in and within
Thought we have quelled the tempest within
Unwary of the fact the knots are tied
Not by us but that eternal might
Break even if we rip them apart
Meet they will in heart of heart
Close your eyes the knots are there
Unfurling like your golden hair
Yee need know thy plaything we art
On the canvass of time we draw thy sight
Joy he seeks through making us meet
Our longing touches him down in deep
He left his play in the middle, through us he seeks his earnest dribble
RadhaKrishna eternally alive, In every cycle in every thrive
Manifested they are in every heart, which seeks love through selfless art
Pain and Pleasure, love and Hate, not thy fort;
Which yee should hold,
Feel no pain n seek no pleasure;
Only then will mass disappear!
Only then will mass disappear!
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