Mira danced with ankle-bells on her feet. <br /> <br />People said Mira was mad; my mother-in-law <br /> <br />said I ruined the family reputation. <br /> <br />Rana sent me a cup of poison and Mira <br /> <br />drank it laughing. <br /> <br />I dedicated my body and soul at the feet of Hari. <br /> <br />I am thirsty for the nectar of the sight of him. <br /> <br />Mira’s lord is Giridhar Nagar; I will <br /> <br />come for refuge to him.<br /><br />Mirabai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mira-danced-with-ankle-bells/
