Treasure Island

Mirabai

(1498 - 1546 / Kudki / India)

Come To My Pavilion


Come to my pavilion, O my King.
I have spread a bedmade of
delicately selected buds and blossoms,
And have arrayed myself in bridal garb
From head to toe.
I have been Thy slave during many births,
Thou art the be-all of my existence.
Mira's Lord is Hari, the Indestructible.
Come, grant me Thy sight at once.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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