Impediments of love

You know not but practices like these obstruct our path of love;
things as such obstruct our path of love.

You pluck flowers and offer at my feet for my appeasement,
but you know not plucking the very ornaments of my body,  
you offer at my feet endeavouring for making me beautiful and fragrant.

For satisfying your conception of worship
you engrave and prepare my image from stone;
but know not that wounding my own secret self,
try to forge me with the help of hammer.

You take shelter of sacrifice for my propitiation,
but for propitiating me you now not that you slaughter the self of mine.

Overwhelmed with affection you never shed even a tear for me
and not even a fraction of your heart yearns
and becomes sacrifice for my propitiation.  
Hence I appeal to you for discovering a place of love
where nobody else would be dwelling save you and me
or where nothing else but love is residing.

- Shri Yogeshwarji