Tulsidas - Kavitavali 07:73
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
Poems of Tulsidas - translated by Professor John Stratton Hawley
I was born in a beggar family
And, hearing the sounds of celebration,
My mother and father felt anguish,
From childhood on, poor thing that I was,
I went weeping, begging from door to door.
To me the four great goals of life
were four little grains of food.
And that is the Tulsi who has become
The good servant of that worthy Lord:
When Fate, the great astrologer, hears,
how cheated it feels.
Your narne, O Ram:
Is it wise or mad?
It makes a weighty mountain
from a tiny scrap of straw.