I would sing a hymn...

(3108)  Amar e manoviinay

On this my mental lyre,
Your raga did not come.
Please set my world floating
From the coast of sensory perception.

You are present in a jingling;
Tune and music mode You've kept filling.
On a garland the Gem of Surmise,
You dispensed a flow of compassion.

You've remained inside a beat;
Unrestrained You went on dancing.
On the nacre shore of life,
Alone You'd been, then numerous.

Sarkarverse article
Audio recording