Tab lagi vishyan mein man dhaavai, Jab lagi mand manohar haansi, hiy mein nahi samaavai. Kathin abhaag na mitihai tau laun, preeti hiye nahi aavai. Taaso puni-puni god pasaare, aarat teri sunaavai. Dil dardeeli sahaj Kishori, 'Bhori' bhaag jagaavai. - Bhori Sakhi, Prem Ki Peer, 353
O Kishori Ji! This restless mind, like a wayward child, keeps running toward worldly desires until your soft, sweet smile finds its home in the depths of my heart. Your smile, gentle yet profoundly enchanting, holds a magic that quiets every other distraction. Without it, the heart remains a barren field, and the mind continues to chase the illusions of this world. The torment of misfortune also remains unbroken until your love awakens in the heart—a love so pure that it frees the soul from all bonds and gives meaning to every breath.
Bhori Sakhi Ji cries out, “O Divine Kishori! I am helpless before you, my heart aching with the weight of this restless mind’s wandering. I stretch out my hands repeatedly, pleading, pouring out my sorrows in every call. I know that your heart is not just tender but naturally overflowing with compassion. You, the very embodiment of mercy, take others’ pain as your own, rushing to comfort and heal without hesitation. My suffering is my constant prayer, an endless call to awaken your grace.”
Your tender smile, O Kishori Ji, is not just a balm for the soul—it is the key that unlocks the gates of fortune and dispels every shadow of sorrow. This is why, with every tear and every cry, I seek you. My longing is not mere desperation; it is a devotee’s final, unwavering hope. I know that only you, with your divine heart, can awaken my dormant destiny and fill this void with your boundless love.
In this act of surrender, in the endless stretching of my hands and the ceaseless cries of my heart, lies the essence of my devotion. Each plea, each tear, draws me closer to your merciful gaze—a gaze that can transform even the greatest misfortune into eternal bliss. O my Kishori Ji, let your compassion flow; let your grace fall upon me. For in your tender embrace, my restless heart will finally find its refuge, its eternal home in your lotus feet.
