Loosing the path in the ocean of darkness,
Do not forget the polestar of your life.
Do not forget the formless one,
Who keeps on dancing,
Encircling darkness
from beyond the ocean of stativity.

Keep ever-fresh flowers
On the altar of your mind.
Fill it with a sweet smile
Bathed in dewdrops
And see His radiance
Float in the vast void
In the ocean of boundless spirituality.

There is neither prayer,
Nor asking, nor attainment.
Just behold Him very near
And fill out your heart with His radiance.

Translated from Bengali

ÁṊDHÁR SÁGARE PATHA HÁRIYE
JIIVANER DHRUVATÁRÁ BHULO NÁ RE
ŚARO TIMIRASÁGARA PÁRE
ARÚPA CITACORE
JE BÁ NÁCE ÁṊDHÁRKE GHIRE GHIRE

MÁNASAVEDIITE RÁKHO
TÁJÁ PHULARÁSHI
CITTA TE BHARE DÁO
SHISHIRA DHAOTA HÁSI
MAIṊJULA MAHÁKÁSHE
DEKHO TÁR JYOTI BHÁSE
RÚPÁTIITA CINMAYA SÁGARE

KONO PRÁRTHANÁ NAY
KONO CÁOYÁ PÁOYÁ NAY
DEKHO TÁRE KÁCHÁKÁCHI
PARÁŃA BHARE

12-01-1983