Tuesday, July 15, 2025

In so much bliss



(3411) Tumi je gan shonale vishve prabhu

The song You sang to the world, Lord,
With it You are married.
From the heart having been beamed,
On azure firmament it goes sailing.

Molecules and atoms dance, dance the stars;
And rapt they dance, ten million nebulas...
Screened from sight of everyone, to Your song's beat
The living being's longing rises passionately.

All created beings are a necklace of song,
A psychic Providence, throbbing and sonorous...
Elated by light's wine at a great festivity,
They know not what He wishes presently. 

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Monday, July 14, 2025

I know You are with me



(3410) Sparshamani tumi priya

Philosopher's Stone are You, oh Darling;
Ridding my defilement,
Make me as You like, and please receive.

To move on the way, upon body dust gets coated;
Flung so far backward by filthy sin it does let.
Yourself having come near and loved a little,
Kindly bathe me in Your waters holy.

Had You not remained, I'd have naught;
Only by Your remaining, I obtain all.
At end of my journey, myself exhausted,
Brighten with Your form and flavor, and melody.[1] 

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Saturday, July 12, 2025

You are everything



(3409) E suprabhate arun alote

On this fine morning with its solar light,
Upon my mind Your greatness bursts.
As much as what comes and goes each juncture,
Enveloping everything, Your call, it gets heard.

Hey the Omnipresent God, You're in every particle;
Hey the Musical One, You dwell in each spore of pollen.
On Your path of movement from recondite, beginningless,
You set off smiling to some unknown berth.

You had been, You exist, You will go on staying, that I see;
The everlasting entity is You only, I concede.
A mote of pollen comes and leaves, it swoons inside of Thee,
At an e'er lonesome spot, a mental recess Yours. 

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I believe



(3408) Cale amar ganer tarii

Sails my boat of song
Along melody of the form-sea.
To no embargo it pays heed;
It does not pause in fear of anybody.

Both night and day it proceeds,
Like far airplane upon wind of psyche.
All unholy practices, path-inhibiting,
Having hurdled, it goes on untiringly.

Straight ahead will it go, it is going,
In a song of humankind, birds, and beasts,
Towed by the Unknown Traveler's appeal,
With hopeful speech for company. 

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Friday, July 11, 2025

He answers love



(3407) Ajana pathik, ar ki ajana acho

Unknown Traveler,
Are You unfamiliar any more?
In existence and in absence, perceptibly,
You have floated on the mental mirror.

I hold that You're arriving from a state beginningless;
I know that You have gone unto a far-away realm.
Yet for a smiling bloom under a newly risen sun at present,
You've descended with mind's providential kingdom.

Psyche's jeweled luster, upon mind You drift;
At the realm beyond mind, You smile in thrill.
Nonetheless, I'd relied on love of the Great;
Hence, with awareness You have come. 

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Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Protector of orphans



(3406) Jar ar keu nai

Those who have nobody else,
You are theirs.[1]
Who sing unaccompanied and helpless,
Hearing them You've remained.

The ones who come with others on the journey,
Each and every mental state has its own speed.
But those who move on the path only to gain Thee,
To them You've kept providing all luster and pace.

You're the orphan's guardian, life of the earth;
Amid the small and gargantuan, You are superb.
For everybody's sake is Your unearned allure;
By that pull, grip on the world You've retained. 

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Ever am I vanquished



(3405) Prabhu tomar manera katha

Lord, Your inner thought,
It is known not, fathomed not.
So deep are You, underworld touched;
Thus, to grant hold You want it not?

What little scholarship and intellect I garner,
I search for You, only by that power.
The little I understand through a meager knowledge,
Inside of that my depth I find it not.

In search of Source I lose myself;
By thinking get I lost, seeking the End.
Upon the path of movement, what I can inspect,
Time-borne is that, endures it not. 

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