4797 (09/03/1990)


TUMI, JE VÁNII LIKHILE MOR MÁNAS PAT́E
TÁ ÁCHE MOR MANER MAINJÚŚÁTE

ÁJIO SE JHALAMALA SUVÁSETE PARIMALA
MISHE ÁCHE OTAHPROTE
TÁ ÁCHE MOR MANER MAINJÚŚÁTE

SE VÁŃII TOMÁR ABHINAVA
SRIŚT́I KARE JÁY NAVA NAVA
TÁRI BHÁVE TÁRI SURE
SAB ABHÁVA JÁY DÚRE
SE BHÁSE PRÁŃER SPANDANETE
TÁ ÁCHE MOR MANER MAJÚŚÁTE

SE VÁŃII SE VEDA VÁŃII
PRAJINÁR HIRAK KHANI
PRIITIR DYUTITE PÁOÁ VAEDÚRYAMAŃI
SAB KICHU ÁSE JÁY SE MAŃI NÁHI PHURÁY
TÁR ÁLOTE BASE ÁCHI ÁSAN PETE
TÁ ÁCHE MOR MANER MAINJÚŚÁTE

TUMI, JE VÁNII LIKHILE MOR MÁNAS PAT́E
TÁ ÁCHE MOR MANER MAINJÚŚÁTE







O Lord, the message that You wrote on my mental screen, that remains within my mental
casket. Even today that is shining and fragrant with pollen, and mixed individually and
collectively. That new message of Yours goes on making new creations. With Your ideation
and Your melody, all deficiencies are removed. And appears in vibration of life. That
message, those absolute intuitive worlds like mine of diamond, by the illumination of
love, that VAEDÚRYAMAŃI can be obtained. Everything comes and goes, but that gem is is
not lost. Under that illumination, I am sitting in meditative posture.