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1145 (06/01/1984) D


TOMÁR PARASHE PRÁŃERA PRADIIP
JHALAMALA HOYE UT́HE CHILO
NIIRAS KÁT́HER DIIPÁDHÁR MORA
CINMAYA HOYE GIYE CHILO
JHALAMALA HOYE UT́HE CHILO

MAŃI MÁŃIKYA CHILO NÁ ÁMÁR
ÁNKHI JHALASÁNO HIIRAKERA HÁR
SHUDHU CHILO PRIITI AJEYA APÁR
TOMÁRE SE DHARE ENE CHILO
JHALAMALA HOYE UT́HE CHILO

DARSHAN JINÁN CHILO NÁ ÁMÁRA
TIIRTHA JÁTRÁ PUŃYER BHÁR
DIINA BHÁVE KRIPÁ JECECHI
TOMÁR, AHAETUKI KRIPÁ HOYE CHILO
MOR, KLIŚT́A HRIDAY BHARE CHILO
JHALAMALA HOYE UT́HE CHILO


By Your touch,
the lamp of my heart glittered.

The dry wooden stand of my lamp
turned into consciousness.

I did not have gems and jewels,
nor an eye dazzling neckless of diamonds.

Only non compromising and limitless love did I possess,
which was what brought You into my fold.


I did not have any knowledge of philosophy,
nor any accumulated virtue of pilgrimage.
For Your grace, I begged like a destitute.

When Your causeless grace came,
my afflicted heart found fulfilment.








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