Playing an unknown melody on the flute,
that is heard all around,
who is that You who came into my mind?

Under my knowledge, You do not come.
And even after coming, You are not revealed.
You broke my drowsiness with quiver.

Initially, I could not think anything.
I could not get even get a hint of You.
Slowly, surrounding me with experiences,
You woke me with oscillations.

That experience has no comparison.
It happened only on account of Your causeless grace.
All reasoning and mundane powers accept defeat,

and fall at Your feet.