A lasting treasure

(2162)  Manasa kamale tumi esechile

On a psychic lotus You'd appeared;
Why so– I don't know it.
Of mine there had been no merit–
There had been ignorance and imprudence.

Inside mind You mattered, I perceive;
You granted the black curtain's retracting.
Myself You told: "Look at Me;
Go on doing My sadhana."

Now I've moved on, that same day forgetting;
But Your words I've kept clutching within psyche.
Day and night, in the light or darkness gloomy,
They afford me inspiration.

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