The sleep that flits on baby's eyes-does anybody know from whereit comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has…
I want to give you something, my child, for we are drifting in thestream of the world.Our lives will be…
Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it isbeyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed…
Light, oh where is the light?Kindle it with the burning fire of desire!There is the lamp but never a flicker…
He it is, the innermost one,who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches.He it is who puts his enchantment…
1.Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it…
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.There is none to count thy minutes.Days and nights pass and ages bloom…