551 (28/05/1983) D


MADHUR HÁSITE PHÚL PHOT́ÁYECHO
ALI JOT́ÁYECHO CÁRI DIKE
DHRITI MAYA TAVA DHARÁ BUKE

RÁGE ANURÁGE PRÁŃA JÁGÁYECHO
CETANÁ ENECHO RÚPA LOKE
DHRITI MAYA TAVA DHARÁ BUKE

MAMATÁ MÁKHÁNO MOHAN CÁHANI
AMARÁR SUDHÁ DIYECHE JE DÁNI
MANER MUKURE MADHURIMÁ ÁNI
MEGHER MANDRE? SABE D́EKE
DHRITI MAYA TAVA DHARÁ BUKE

TAMASÁRA MÁJHE TOMÁR MÁYÁY
JYOTIR LEKHÁY ÁLO JHALAKÁY
RANDHRE RANDHRE RÚPER REKHÁY
RUPÁTIITA ELE BHÁVALOKE
DHRITI MAYA TAVA DHARÁ BUKE







By Your sweet smile,
flowers bloomed,
and honeybees gathered all over.

On Your bosom,
the earth is sustained.

With love and affection,
You awakened life,
and brought consciousness
into the world of forms.

With an affectionate and enchanting glance,
You generously gifted heavenly nectar.

You call everyone with the voice of clouds
and bring sweetness into the mirror of mind.

Amidst darkness,
by Your illusory play,
Your light falls through in luminous flashes.

O formless one,
You came into the sphere of mind
and, in the form of light rays,
passed through each of my pore.