BHAKTHI
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One dipping deep in Bhakti sweet
thinks drowning is joy-zenith!
He spurns the prop of earthly earth
and even heaven’s mirth!
It’s strong ambrosia and mead
so sweet; Bhakti’s odd zing
is far better, better; beyond
the girth of wordy swing!
So queer are peers of Bhakti. Shun
all that I taught at yore,
like yoga and jnana! Yet they win
my love, singing my lore!
They’re love personified. Their minds
are filled with me; their tongues
recite always my names; they sing
and dance with ecstasy stung!
Than angelic life in heavens tall,
in carefree carnal spree;
they think better to strive on earth,
chanting His name with glee!
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