That dark Dweller in Braj

MirabaiMirabai1 Jan 1498

1 min read · 12.4K reads

That dark Dweller in Braj
Is my only refuge.
O my companion,
Worldly comfort is an illusion,
As soon you get it, it goes.
I have chosen the Indestructible for my refuge,
Him whom the snake of death
Will not devour.
My Beloved dwells in my heart,
I have actually seen that Abode of Joy.
Mira's Lord is Hari, the Indestructible.
My Lord, I have taken refuge with Thee,
Thy slave.
Mirabai
About the poet

Mirabai

Mirabai , was a 16th-century Hindu mystic poet and devotee of Krishna. She is a celebrated Bhakti saint, particularly in the North Indian Hindu tradition. Mirabai was born into a Rajput royal family in Kudki, Pali district, Rajasthan, India then spent her chi…

View profile & all 28 Poems / Stories

More Poetry & Stories You May Like