Consciousness all-enveloping

(3230)  Sagar jethay dur niilimay

From where ocean upon far cerulean,
It's got dissolved into firmament,
On sandy beach at crimson dawn,
Seated, I receive a faint trace of His presence.

Hey the Couturier, Yourself I do love;
In Your cadence I dance with all my heart.
Through Your vibration wakens a new-fashioned
Affectionate hankering endless.

So many of my moments have gone off;
Many nights, crossed have they become.
Hey the Sea, You are absent cease or shore,
Always unfamiliar in splendor of consciousness.

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