Little Hari, My Cute One Poem by Narsinh Mehta

Little Hari, my cute one, don't you know the secret?
Can't you understand such small thing?
Why do you hug me in front of these mean people?
Little Hari, my cute one, don't you know the secret?

I am still so young and yet you occupy my heart!
Don't you have any morals?
You tug at the sari of someone's wife the first thing in the morning!
Little Hari, my cute one, don't you know the secret?

A few rare ones know that solitude is best
For the union with Hari or humans!
The whole world drops away in meeting Narsaiyya's Lord!
Little Hari, my cute one, don't you know the secret?