दिन-रजनी, तरु-लता, फूल-फल, सूर्य-सोम, झिलमिल तारे।
प्रतिपल, प्रति पदार्थमें तुम मुझको देते रहते प्यारे॥
कितना दिया, दे रहे कितना, इसका मिलता ओर-न-छोर।
कितना ही दो, प्यास न बुझती, कहता सदा—और दो, और॥
कभी नहीं मन मेरा भरता, कभी न पूरी होती आस।
इतना देनेपर भी, कर अवहेला, रहता सदा उदास॥
सदा कोसता रहता तुमको, सदा बताता रहता दोष।
कभी नहीं कृतज्ञ होता मैं, कभी नहीं पाता संतोष॥
इतनेपर भी तुम, प्रभु ! मुझको नहीं भूलते पलभर एक।
नहीं ऊबते, नहीं खीझते, देते रहते रख निज टेक॥
जरा दोष-अपराध न गिनते, बिना हेतु करते उपकार।
तुम-से-तुम ही अतुल मनस्वी, तुम-से-तुम्हीं अमित दातार॥
तुम जो कुछ भी देते, सबमें मधुर सुधारस भरा अनन्त।
है समर्थ कर देनेमें जगकी सारी ज्वालाका अन्त॥
मन मेरा यदि तनिक अमृत-कण लेकर उसमें रम जाता।
मिट जाते सब दु:ख, तुम्हारा सुखमय दर्शन पा जाता॥
अब तो तुम ही कृपा करो, तुम ही सब कुछ मनका हर लो।
अपनी मधुर सहज अनुकम्पासे मुझको अपना कर लो॥
Day-Rajni, Taru-Lata, flowers-fruits, Sun-Mon, twinkling stars. You keep giving me every moment, every thing, dear.
How much has been given, how much is being given, there is no end to it. No matter how much he gives, his thirst is never quenched, he always says – give more, more.
My heart is never filled, my hopes are never fulfilled. Even after giving so much, he ignores the tax and always remains sad.
Always cursing you, always blaming you. I am never grateful, I never find satisfaction.
Despite all this, you, Lord! Don’t forget me even for a moment. Don’t get bored, don’t get irritated, keep giving.
Don’t count your faults and crimes, do favors without any reason. Atul Manasvi is from you, Amit Datar is from you.
Whatever you give, everything is filled with infinite sweet improvement. Is capable of ending all the flames of the world.
If only my mind could take a little bit of nectar and become engrossed in it. All the sorrows would have vanished, I would have seen your happiness.
Now please please, you only take everything for granted. Adopt me with your sweet and natural kindness.
