Spring Poem: Sahajo Bai

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Sahajo Bai was an 18th century disciple of great Delhi teacher,

Charandas. Here is one of her poems to her Guru:

 

Raga Basant

 

Spring has come. I am blessed,

my five senses sing one song,

as do the twenty-five elements

which are bathed in delight.

 

My mind was intoxicated.

 

The king declared a holiday.

 

I lost all awareness of my body,

my consciousness faded away again and again.

 

How can I describe the bliss I feel?

 

All other games were of no account.

 

Having come to the place where the three rivers meet,

I sat and drank the nectar stream.

 

A radiant child was there, resplendent like a god,

invisible, incomprehensible,

and I worshipped him.

 

I bowed and gazed on him for a very long time.

 

Guru Charandas raised his hand

and I was content.

 

 

 

Jaya Guru

 

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