My river of devotion

My river of devotion has not passed
through the torrentuous wild way of suffering.  
She has flowed forward through life full of frankness, facility and peace.  
My river of devotion has not passed
through the torrentuous wild way of suffering.  

Neither by the unbreakable wall of rules and regulations
nor by the strict shoal of the sea of restraint has she lost her liberty.  
She has always played like an ebullient child and flowed at random ease.  
My river of devotion has always protected her liberty.  

Never has she kicked love and beauty
nor has she shown distrust in the fundamental universal form of Thine.  
Yes, she has been an ascetic girl
breathing from the beginning in a penance-grove.  
Yet from every side of her trickles the beauty of the universe
like the moonlight from the moon.  
In her limbs is accumulated the fragrance of varied flowers
and her heart has become a triple confluence of
limitless love, complete compassion and perfect purity.

- Shri Yogeshwarji