I'm
Unbearably fortunate
Centered in an Awareness
That's ever growing less and less subtle
As gross and form are dissolving,
Feeling like less of a substance
As my Lord,
Bestows mercy
And I manifest
Raganuga Bhakti,
I serve
Content and compliant
The Now is the Mystery
Magic is the ultimate science
Beyond reliance
Beyond refuge,
The ultimate surrender
The bow of transcendence
Has long ago been flexed,
And these moods here...
Under the shade of a tree in Vrndavan's center
Shouting praises
O!
How I yearn,
For my Dear Krsna