(497) Surja utheche tamah nashiyache
The sun has risen, gloom has disappeared;
The sky is bright with lustrous beauty.
A hundred ages laden with humiliation
Have faded away in that effulgence.
In the sea of light, a storm has come;
All inertia has silently withdrawn.
All stigmata have hidden their face,
Lord of Light, on seeing Your play.
In this light the dark shroud is consumed;
Black sky has morphed into deep blue.
Every injustice and every corruption,
Sheepishly views that brilliant splendor.
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With His advent, the dignity of the downtrodden is restored.
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