4381 (07/07/1988) D


SABÁI JAKHAN GHUMIE CHILO
ATAL ANANTA TIMIRE

EKLÁ TUMI JEGE CHILE
TAMASÁ SÁGARE
ATAL ANANTA TIMIRE

KEU CHILO NÁ KAITE KATHÁ
CHILO AKHAND́A MAONATÁ
CHILO NÁ AŃUR VYÁKULATÁ
TOMÁY PETE PARÁŃ BHARE
ATAL ANANTA TIMIRE

SE SAB KATHÁ BHÁVATE GELE
NIJEKE JÁI JE BHULE
KISER MÁYÁY LIILÁR CHALE
BHÁVATE TUMI KÁRE
ATAL ANANTA TIMIRE

TOMÁR TARE BHÁVER GHORE
PÁI NE BHEVE KEMAN KARE
CHILE EKÁ BADDHA GHARE
RUDDHA KARE DVÁRE
ATAL ANANTA TIMIRE







O Lord, when all were sleeping in the infinite, deep darkness, singularly, You were awake
in the ocean of darkness. There war none to speak, only constant silence was there. There
was no restlessness of microcosm to attain You wholeheartedly. Thinking of all that, I
forget myself. By what delusive charm, what were You thinking? For You, with intense
depth, how can I think? You were alone in the closed house, bolting the door.