In the endless, joyful, aspiration of love
I wandered to and fro singing the various songs of mine.
It was my endeavor to get vision of the deity of love in every flower and every tree.
I was accustomed to visit temples everyday
and my time was spent in numerous regular rites of worship.
For the vision of the deity of love I struggled.
It was for that purpose that I performed such a ritual of spiritual worship.
I used to pass night after night on the solitary sea-shore
and made efforts for the savour of His countenance’s honey deep into the soul of the stars.
My effort was certainly pitiful.
And that very night, on the yonder solitary sea-shore,
when I sang a song of love,
the listener – that affectionate listener – asked me to look into his eyes.
What was seen was beyond my comprehension but he told me it was love.
And undoubtedly there in the tears of those affection-lashed eyes
I was lucky to obtain the vision of the deity of love.
I could understand the secret of his vision.
- Shri Yogeshwarji