18. Yasodha nayana mani

```

Yasodha nayana mani

Anahata maha dhwanti

Amare kareche pagol

Antara sudha nire

Na pujite achire

Hayechi sona madal

```

Translation

```

The ruby inside the eye of Yasodha!

Lord Krishna!

O Great Soundless Sound!

You have made me a divinely intoxicated soul

Inside my nectar-heart,

To worship You, I shall become

Your victory’s golden drum. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Songs of God-Souls, Agni Press, 1983
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/sgs