Now that I'm awake

(3018)  Jiivaner pratham dine

On first day of existence,
That ambrosia You'd cascaded—
Through it only, rapt and excited,
Movement You goaded.

With passion, upon path I entered;
The goal had been a mystery.
I'd been feeling anxious;
Yourself I did not see.
Even yet I did not forget that story;
Regret and remorse had been awakened.

Gone away have many ages;
In the past how much has been?
Many flowers, they have fallen—
In the mind whatever had blossomed.

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