Just see

(3353) Alor shatadal phuteche

A luminous lotus has blossomed
In a large and deep lake ebon,
Gloomy night's restless craving's
Curtain in back of.

The hope of God for unit psyche:
He will make home in your mind only.
He will lavish His fond doting,
Per just your disposition.

Light of the endless domain,
Hold color, the lake's breast it made.
All of the blackness, it went away
In a single moment short.

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