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3132 (08/09/1985) D


ÁMÁR ÁMI BHESE GECHE,
SHROTER JALE PHÚLER MATO

JÁY NI RÁKHÁ TÁKE KÁCHE,
JAD́A BÁNDHANE AVIRATO
SHROTER JALE PHÚLER MATO

DINE RÁTE NÁNÁN BHÁVE,
ÁÁ
DINE RÁTE NÁNÁN BHÁVE,
CEYE CHILUM ANUBHAVE
BHÁVA SARITÁR SAB ABHÁVE,
RAUNGA LÁGÁTE SHATA SHATA
SHROTER JALE PHÚLER MATO

SONÁR KHÁINCÁR SEI JE ÁMI,
ÁÁ
SONÁR KHÁNCÁR SEI JE ÁMI,
D́ÁKLE KAKHAN TÁKE TUMI
NILE T́ENE SHIIRŚA CÚMI,
BOLALE RAUNGE HÁRÁONITO
SHROTER JALE PHÚLER MATO

ÁMÁR ÁMI BHESE GECHE,
SHROTER JALE PHÚLER MATO


My “I” feeling went floating in the water of stream like flower. It is impossible to
keep it held close continuously in the bondage of inert substances. Day and night in
various thoughts, I have been feeling so. In the stream of thoughts devoid of anything,
hundreds and hundreds of colours were put. I was placed in a golden cage, when You called,
and took to the top telling that I should not get lost in the colours.


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