Translation
That selfsame dark despair
Has got excised today,
The touch of light having attained.
Where has my desert-thirst gone off,
Under the pleasant shade of sweetness?
My song, it is not a prayer;
My smile, is it just acquisition?
My all movement, every implication,
Having plied a river of sweet grace,
Proceeds, gazing at the goal of effulgence.
Translated from Bengali