Mother Kundalini
From his throat the sounds thunder all day
Dwelling on the Lord is the yogi!
Rama, Rama, Ram chimes with delight
When the consciousness abides just right! . . . . .
At the threshold of the tenth door
Divine nectar flows and like the rain it pours!
The devotee's tongue tastes sweetest food
And receives wisdom and eternal truth! . . .
Kundalini then wakens to play
In the form of divine Shakti energy!
She advances riding to the top
Passive as a corpse is his body! . . . . . . .
She looks at first fearsome today
Best of all Mothers, she is kindly.
Infinite love dwells within her heart:
She's the favorite form of the Yogi! . . . . . . .
The stream of love is the Mother's way
And the only shelter of the Yogi!
Disturbing forms of anger and lust
In Her love dissolve very rapidly! . . . . . . .
Shri "Kripalu" is the one who knows
The uniqueness that Mother Divine unfolds!
She's Destroyer, Sustainer, Creator:
She's the only goal his eye beholds! . . . . . . . . . . .
This bhajan was originally crafted by Narad Romaguera and Leela and is prone to periodic tweeking.
Poetic English Rendering by Leela Bruner 1985 all rights reserved
Gujarati Calligraphy by Leela
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Bhagvati Kundalini
Naadajidhi ghughave re! yogi keraa kanthamaan ho ji!
Ramadhdani oothe vaarandaara chitta thare danthamaan ho ji! . . . . .
Dashamaan draaramaan re! rasanaa . . . bhinjati ho ji!
varase tyaan amrutani dhaar satya gnaana sinchati ho ji! . . . .
Kaalikaanaa rupamaan re! kundalini jaagati ho ji!
shaba para bani ne svaara aage aage chaacati ho ji! . . . . .
Dise daraamani re! dyaamayi maavadi ho ji!
ene haiye heta apaar, yogine mana bhavati ho ji! . . . . . .
Yogine aasharo re! maanaa sneha sro tano ho ji!
kopine e karti anhaar kaam ne drodhano ho ji! . . . . .
Yogi 'Kripaalu' re! olakhe maane eklo ho ji!
e ja Brahma-Vishnu - Vishvanaath, avarane naa dekhato ho ji! . . . . .
Brahmeshwara Aarti transliterated
Do not get Diverted from the Lord
Forever Kindle the Flame of Faith
I will even die for You, my Lord
The Highest Spiritual Practice
You are the Doer, Oh Lord, not I