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O lord,  
Crossing the mountain hard to cross,
crossing difficult mountain,  
I am entering Your presence.
I have come close to you.  
Lord, exiting Your drunken maya,
With You only I am falling in love.


Moving through arduous illusion,  
I've made Your acquaintance in hue, form, and taste;
I have loved you.  
Through abstract ideation I have managed to appreciate:
The past of everybody, for one and all it is base...
But You are there, close at hand, in every place.


I recognised you in beauty, flow and colour,  
Through intellect, no one reaches the far shore;
and understood your formless existence.
Through intuition's splendor, they approach...
 
With strong attachment of devotion, ambrosial obsession,
As past of everyone,
They get integrated, that I'm coming to know.
and end of all,  
You exist everywhere as nearest entity.  
 
No one can attain you through intellect.  
By the light of intuition one comes close to you.  
 
In the flow of devotion,  
and with immeasurable impulse,  
one can merge in you.
This much i know.
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