Charno mein tere pushp rakhe aur dhyan lagaya moorat mein,
Sansaar ka saara tej chhipa hai is pawan aur shaant soorat mein.
Duniya kehti hai yeh patthar hai, par mere liye vishwaas hai,
Bhatke hue is mann ki manzil aur jivan ki sachchi aas hai.
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Aankhein band karke jo dekha, us chhavi ka hi gyaan hua,
Murti ke aage jhukte hi, poore brahmaand ka bhalaan hua.
Jinhe lagta hai niraakaar ko hi poojna sachchi bhakti hai,
Unhone dekha hi nahi is saakar roop mein kitni shakti hai.
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Dhoop aur deepak ki mehak mein ek adbhut sa saaya hai,
Moorat ke us mand-mand muskaan ne mera mann churaya hai.
Khali hath aaya tha tere dar par, jholi bhar ke ja raha hoon,
Patthar ke us devta mein main apna maalik pa raha hoon.
Shunya se shiva tak jaane ka yeh sabse saral zariya hai,
Murti toh bas ek kinara hai, aur astha behta dariya hai.
Sawal na kar is samarpan par, yeh prem ka ek niyam hai,
Is ek thahraav ke bheetar hi chhipa srishti ka sanyam hai.
Mere haath judte hain us chhavi ke samne befikar hokar,
Main ro leta hoon us murti ke kadmon par dharohar hokar.
Aawaaz nahi aati wahan se par baatein saari hoti hain,
Us shila mein ishwar ki kripa dabe paon chali aati hai.
Mandir ki in sidhiyon par apne saare ahankaar chhod aaya,
Garbhagrih mein rakhi moorat se apna naya sansaar jod aaya.
Ghantiyon ki goonj mein ek aisi sukoon bhari lehar aayi,
Jaise barson se pyaasi zameen par saawan ki ghanghor aayi.
Chandan ka tilak aur gale mein pushpon ka haar saje,
Moorat ki khubsurti aisi, jaise prithvi par swarg aake base.
Ek tak niharne ka sukoon, kisi jannat se kam nahi hota,
Sache mann se ki gayi puja ka asar kabhi khatam nahi hota.
Jhalar aur roshniyon se saji us mandap ki kya baat hai,
Devta saamne baithe hain, aur jhuki meri aukaat hai.
Gheun ke deepak ki bati mein jo roshni jhilmilati hai,
Woh roshni murti se hoti hui seedhe dil mein utar aati hai.
Darwaze khulte hi jo paheli kiran tere chehre par padti hai,
Meri aatma ki har ek kadi us deewar se upar chadhti hai.
Sirf eent aur patthar ka dhaancha nahi hota koi devalaya,
Yeh woh jagah hai jahan murti ne hamara haath thaam liya.
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Mantron ke us jaap mein murti mein jaan si daud jaati hai,
Khubsoorat si woh chhavi dilon ke saare darr bhagaati hai.
Apni aarti ke waqt tu bhi kitna thehara hua lagta hai,
Us aakar mein poora aasmaan kitna gehra hua lagta hai.
Teri pathreeli in aankhon mein aasuon ka marham dikhta hai,
Jab koi na ho saath mere, inmein saara alam dikhta hai.
Log kehte hain aankhein kaghzi aur rangon se bani hain,
Par inmein hi toh meri kismat ki saari lakeerein sani hain.
Honto par woh kripa bhari muskaan kaise ukeri hogi,
Uss murtikar ke dhyan mein dasha kahan sunehri hogi.
Tune apna ashirwad us mitti ke jarre mein daal diya,
Maine chhu liya us patthar ko aur apna astitva sambhaal liya.
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Jhilmilate vastron mein tu kitna pyaara lag raha hai,
Moorat ke bhes mein ishwar hamara lag raha hai.
Har rang phika hai is sringaar ke samne ae daata,
Is jahan ka sach bas yahi, baki sab banjara lag raha hai.
Ek dhyan mudra, aur chehre par tej itna,
Jaise sooraj ne bhi apna aakaar samet liya ho jitna.
Nayan jhuke hue, aur hath ashirwad ki mudra mein,
Kaise na kho jaye koi teri is khubsoorat chhaya mein.
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Tu bolta nahi phir bhi sab kuch kah jaata hai,
Murti ke swaroop mein tu sab dukh seh jaata hai.
Main janta hoon tere bheetar dharkta ek dil hai zaroor,
Kyunki sirf patthar logon par itna reham nahi lutata hai.
Koi dhoondhta hai vedon mein, koi aasmaan niharata hai,
Ek bhakt toh khamosh murti mein poora bhagwan utaarta hai.
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Patthar mein ishwar wahi dekh pata hai is jahan mein,
Jiske apne andar sachai aur vishwas ka deepak jalta ho.
Moorat ki shanti se sikho, kaise bheed mein akela rehna hai,
Kaisa bhi ho waqt tera, bina ruke bas is astha mein behna hai.
Puja sirf ek parampara nahi, atma ka sharir se sanvaad hai,
Is pawan murti ke aage mera pehla aur aakhiri dhanyawad hai.
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Ganga ka paani aur belpatra ka saaya hai,
Moorat nahi hai yeh, sakshat mere devta ki maya hai.
Haath failana padta tha har insaan ke aage dar badar,
Ab sirf is aakar ke aage sar jhukana sikh liya hai.
Murti tujhe log bas kala ka aakar samajhte honge,
Maine is dhyan se zindagi ko jeena sikh liya hai.
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Bhari duniya ke akelepan se tang aa gaya tha main,
Toh teri murti ke samne saari raat guzaari hai maine.
Tujhse behtar sunne wala is brahmand mein koi nahi,
Yeh baat ek murti puja karne wale hi samajhte hain yahi.
Kal jis mitti se ghada, aaj usmein praan dal gaye,
Pran-pratishtha ke baad usmein mere armaan dhal gaye.
Kaun kehta hai srishti sirf vikar se banti hai yahan,
Ek shila mein khuda dhoondne mein bhi kamaal chal gaye.
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Tu hi aadi hai aur tu hi ab is aakar mein anant hai,
Murti pujan sirf rasta hai, aur tu uska sacha ant hai.
Mai shabdon ke prapanch mein tujhe kahan bandh paunga,
Main toh sirf charno mein gir kar khud ko bhula jaunga.
Aanchal pasare jo baithi hai woh moorat ki parchhai mein,
Use sab sach dikhai deta hai is mandir ki gehrai mein.
Hath jod, aur sheesh jhuka, par dhyan patthar pe na dhar,
Tu dekh us taqat ko jo chhipi hai is adbhut roop ke andar.
