(895) Kabe tumi rauniyechile
When had You made bright
The very heart of humankind?
You'd given a push and made us swing,
A push You had given.
Even still the bees relate that story;
The wind carries the same report.
Day and night, soul-penetrating,
That tale is told in meditation.
In storm's caprice is just its hint;
In meteors, its revelation.
With but its tint the sky is colored;
Sky dances to its rhythmic beat.
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