A Prayer

O’ Lord ! It is my sincere prayer to you, that You appear sweet and loving to me. That is my only requirement, there is no other requirement. 

O’ Lord ! If I desire heavens, then you place me in hell; if I desire happiness, then shower me with endless sorrows, but may You at all times appear sweet and loving to me.

O’ Lord !  May You create such intense longing, such distress within me that I am unable to live without You.
O’ Lord !  May You create such a fire in my heart, that I am unable to live without Your love.
O’ Lord ! Besides You who else is mine? Who should I tell, who will listen?

O’ My Protector! Where will I go? What will I do? No one is mine.
Being lost, I believed many to be mine. But I was betrayed by them. Once again I am likely to be betrayed. You please save me !

O My Beloved One! 
The guardian of the abandoned! 

The refuge of those seeking shelter!

The purifier of the sinful! 
The friend of the poor! 
The protector of the unprotected! 
The sustainer of those without any support! 
The savior of the afflicted! 
The foundation of the baseless! 
O’ Merciful and compassionate One without any cause! 
The only accomplishment of those without any accomplishment! 
The aid of those needing help! 

Do you not know me, the wretched, the ungrateful, the sinner, who has turned inauspicious, a non-performer far from action. In spite of knowing the suffering and sorrows resulting from temporary sense enjoyments, yet I remain infatuated. I continue to believe something to be beneficial, even though it is not for my welfare. I have stumbled and fallen over and over again and then too I have not become alert and careful. Over and over again I have experienced suffering due to turning away from You. Who will you find besides me, that though knowing, yet doesn’t know, though being alerted, yet does not become cautious.

Prabho! Save me! Save me! Protect me! Protect me! Hey Prabho! Hey Vibho! When I look deeply with wide open eyes, I find that neither the mind-intellect-life breath-senses and body are mine, then how can things and persons be mine! I know this, I say this, but I do not believe the truth, the essence. Is this condition of mine hidden even for a single moment from You? 

O’ Beloved One! What can I say ! O’ Lord ! O’ Lord !! O’  my Lord !!! O! friend of the poor! O Lord! You only take me in your shelter from your side ! Enough! Now let only You appear Sweet and Loving !

O Lord! You only take me in your shelter from your side !