Day-5:

Yashoda binds you to a mortar with ropes.
Was it those ropes that bound you
Or was it her maternal love?
Who after all can bind
The Lord in whom the Universe resides?

The Kuru prince orders in haste
To tie you up and lock you in a dungeon.
Iron chains adorn your arms
And there even then you smile
In all your brilliant radiance.
Which prince can bind
The Supreme Lord of this Universe,
Of these worlds that we are
so foolishly immersed in?

Only in love are you bound
Say the wise teachers.
You are thirsty for love
So allow this lowly devotee
to quench your thirst.
I stand across the ocean
with a thin thread of my heart.
It flutters in the breeze.
Let me bind you to my heart,
O Hridayachor.