I was waiting on this wayside for long
For a glimpse of you as you pass by in your chariot
Your carriage, at last, appeared at a distance
Amidst clouds of dust and fumes of fog
With tearful delight I rushed to thee
Against the thick surging mob advancing in festive procession
I failed and fell down, my yells subdued in sounds of singing and chanting,
Deafening crackers drums, foot steps and rattling wheels
Oh! Omnipresent, you remain invisible to all
My passion for seeing you is brimming up
I wish the warmth of your breath over my forehead
A desire for your Darshan fills my heart
Remove from these blind eyes darkness
And fill in thy celestial light to see your sparkle
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