Hum To Yonhi Bhakt Kahaye.
Rasik-Janan Ki Sangati Tajikai, Bimukhan Sanmukh Dhaye. [1]
Svaang Sinh Kau Dhari, Swaan Sam Man Nai Chal Chalay.
Bishayan Ke Bas Karikai Indrin, Kapi Laun Naach Nachaye. [2]
Kahani Si Karni Na Kari Kachhu, Jag-Jan Bahut Hansaye.
Param Kripalu Kishori Ju Ne, Aise Hoo Apnaye. [3]
- Shri Kishori Ali
I call myself a devotee, but in truth, I have not yet lived up to that sacred name. Instead of seeking the company of Rasik saints, I kept running after the world and those who turned away from God. [1]
Outwardly, I disguised myself like a lion, but my inner nature was like that of a dog. I failed to control my mind; under the sway of desires, my senses kept dancing like monkeys. [2]
I did not practice what I preached—my conduct was limited to mere words, and because of this, the world mocked me. Yet even in such a fallen state, the most compassionate Shri Kishori Ji (Radha) accepted me. Who else but Shri Radha could bestow such causeless grace? [3]
Rasik-Janan Ki Sangati Tajikai, Bimukhan Sanmukh Dhaye. [1]
Svaang Sinh Kau Dhari, Swaan Sam Man Nai Chal Chalay.
Bishayan Ke Bas Karikai Indrin, Kapi Laun Naach Nachaye. [2]
Kahani Si Karni Na Kari Kachhu, Jag-Jan Bahut Hansaye.
Param Kripalu Kishori Ju Ne, Aise Hoo Apnaye. [3]
- Shri Kishori Ali
I call myself a devotee, but in truth, I have not yet lived up to that sacred name. Instead of seeking the company of Rasik saints, I kept running after the world and those who turned away from God. [1]
Outwardly, I disguised myself like a lion, but my inner nature was like that of a dog. I failed to control my mind; under the sway of desires, my senses kept dancing like monkeys. [2]
I did not practice what I preached—my conduct was limited to mere words, and because of this, the world mocked me. Yet even in such a fallen state, the most compassionate Shri Kishori Ji (Radha) accepted me. Who else but Shri Radha could bestow such causeless grace? [3]