Lālasāmayī

She

Her heart pines for Her Lord,
She breathe for Him,
Her words speak glories for Her Lord,
She dances for Him,
Her restless eyes search for the signs
Of His sweet Lotus Feet,
Her nose tries to find a way,
To feel His divine fragrance,
All night, all day,
Her heart always longs for His embrace,
For Her divine associates, She is the ultimate Grace!
And yet when He finally comes by,
When they finally connect eye to eye,
Just to make it more pleasurable for Her Lord,
Just to make Her associates more absorbed,
Just to serve the Supreme Lord,
All night, all day,
She often acts as if
She has been trying to save Her chastity,
As if She is playfully trying to run away,
When all She wants
Is to be near Her Lord,
Is to be in His embrace.