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3247 (08/12/1985) D


JYOTSNÁ MADHUR CAKOR VIDHUR,
TOMÁR ÁSHÁY NABHE GHORE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ

ÁSÁ JÁOÁ TÁR HOYE SHUDHU SÁR,
VIPHAL MÁNASE ÁSE NIIŔE
TOMÁR ÁSHÁY NABHE GHORE

AMRITER SVÁD SÁDHYA TÁHÁR,
ÁÁ
AMRITER SVÁD SÁDHYA TÁHÁR,
SÁDHANÁ SÁDHAKE HOYE EKÁKÁR
BOJHE NÁKO KICHU CHOT́E PICHU PICHU
DÚRER VIDHURE MANE DHARE,
TOMÁR ÁSHÁY NABHE GHORE

ÁMI BUJHIYÁCHI BOJHÁR ATIITA,
ÁÁ
ÁMI BUJHIYÁCHI BOJHÁR ATIITA,
E SHASHÁUNKA BHARE THÁKE CITA
CITTA UPACI ÁLEKHYYA RACI,
MANER MUKURE DEKHI TÁRE
TOMÁR ÁSHÁY NABHE GHORE


O Lord, the sweet moonlight influenced cakor bird goes round the sky with Your
expectation. But essentially only its coming and going takes place, and comes back failing
into the mental nest. The taste of nectar is its objective; the endeavor and the aspirant
become unified one. Keeping in the mind the distant moon, it does not understand that some
are left behind. I grasp the past understanding that the moon is filled in the mind. With
over flooding heart, creating the portrait, I see Him in the mental mirror.


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