Their rhapsody

(3185)  Bhalabasiyachi tomare ceyechi

I have loved, Yourself have I wanted
In my mental casket.
Proximate You come not, far off why do You bide;
Even realized, my hope You don't comprehend.

Remaining afar, why do You go on smiling;
Even the sweetness in honey You conceal.
In light and dark through Game You're hiding;
Understanding You became a challenge.

Age after age whatever yogiis have come,
They've remained circled by Your thought.
Atom and molecule, nebula and star,
They sing accolade to Your love current.

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