The heart cries out loud,
filled with fear
of protection
of protection
in the forest of existence.
It tries all bits, and
helpless in the end,
it sits
helpless in the end,
it sits
with a sigh.
The heart cries out loud
for His mercy,
like a fish for water, vulnerable.
Miracles then happen,
you must believe,
whenever the heart chooses Lord
over anything.
over anything.
What to speak of the closed doors to open,
the lame dance and
the dumb sing.
For as you take
one step towards Krishna,
reciprocates He with ten!
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