Roused from sleep

(3393) Jhainjhavate ghurnivaye tumi esechile

Like a gale, like tornado, You had come;
I had been dozing.
Through cadence and tune on the mental mirror,
Myself You woke up;
I had peered.

All events of the past have I forgotten;
Looking toward a new dawn have I been.
Stories of ancient days, lost memories' torment,
Everything cast adrift I let be.

Stately coming near, words did You utter;
A mental niche hard-to-reach You entered.
Honeyed that contemplation, radiant that awareness,
In that myself I went swimming.

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Our Father Who art on Earth

(3392) Tumi bhalor bhalo sabar mukha ceye

You're better than good, to every look compared;
Crossing the darkness, You have brought light rays.
Through cadence and song, Yourself with smiling face,
By means of love, obstacles You've assailed.

No one is Your stranger, everyone the closest kin;
Everyone the gem of eye, everyone beloved.
In person upon path having alit, thinking of every tale,
With everybody You proceed apace.

Such nocturnal penance on nights of the new moon;
So much pain was repressed, by language refused.
You had been with all, in thought You did pervade;
Those who'd been rolling in dust, upon lap You did take.

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You could, but You don't

(3391) Tumi kii cao jani na

Oh You, what You want I know not.
Through liila's sport, Yourself why,
In the front You come not?

Passionately I hold dear;
Coming, why don't You yield?
Secretly in a corner of psyche,
What You get, You tell not.

Dense darkness of a new-moon night,
Enveloping, Your luster hides.
All the anxiety of an atomic mind,
You don't levitate, but why not?

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Lord, have You forsaken me?

(3390) Tumi bhumajyoti ami khadyotdyuti

You are the Light of God, I am a glowworm's ray;
As to my capacity, what words do I say in Your company?
You are the Brahma Kamal, I am filthy straw;
Dyed am I; about Your hue what do You speak?

When into mind You come, myself You love;
You smile gently in the kadam arbor.
Forgetting my penury, I drift in a thought-stream,
With diverse colors on an existential beach.

When You remain hidden, don't You open orbs?
Though having called a hundredfold, no reply do You accord.
In jeopardy, without a shore I float on the eyes' tears;
Having looked, I see You laugh atop a mountain peak.

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Please prove me wrong

(3389) Tomay ami bhalabasi, ta ki jano na

For You I have a fondness;
That, don't You know it?
You know it not!
Lonesome, in notion and meditation, I desire;
That, don't You grasp it– You fathom not.

You are everybody's gem of diadem,
The diamond mine of a dismal planet.
Constantly I listen to Your chronicles;
That, don't You hear it– You listen not!

Neath stormy winds with falling ice,
Ever with me You abide.
Your thunderbolt's a friend of mine;
That, don't You recognize– You heed it not!

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His blissful advent

(3388) Tumi esecho madhurii jhariyecho

You've arrived, You've made sweetness issue forth;
Heavenly happiness You have brought.
To the gloomy mind, with an air of sensibility
You've infused all things wholesome.

Who can tell the tale of Your qualities?
By hues of Your forms, full is the mind of everybody.
Your love is all defilement-dispelling;
In that You have steeped a song.

Hey the Great Ocean, Thine is no shore, not the least;
Bubbles of Your thought are we, everybody.
With love's cadence and song, with ambrosial throbbing,
Making everybody dance, on You've gone.

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You know it is a big change

(3387) Ami chilum base tomari ashe

I'd been waiting in just Your anticipation;
You did not arrive, not a word did You speak;
Futile was my water-pot's mango leaves;
Vain became all garlands strung of longing.

Toward a cozy nest at glow of dusk the bird speeds;
Seeing the moon, a lily rises neath twilight's reddish gleam.
On this my evening, You fathom the mind's affliction.

Darkness-wrapped the sun, at eastern mountain^[1] it's not there;
But the dawn's crimson streak, forgetting aught did not leave.
As You are listening, You understand anxious confusion.

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