my soul is honeybee of love,
the Guru’s lotus feet invite,
and intoxicate me, I fly to lose,
my world and all in his delight !
earth’s lesser love have lost their savor,
pledged am I to his love alone,
and, thrilling in his marvel grace
all other graces I disown.
lo, barriers are overpassed,
desire’s snares have alien grown,
for,basking in his marvel grace,
all other graces I disown.
beyond time’s pleasures & pains,
I hark to his blissful timeless monotone,
so, thrilling is his marvel grace,
sll other graces I disown.