Kanta Bane Ghure Berai

```

Kanta bane ghure berai chaudike mor kanta

Jiban nadir jowar je nai shudhui heri bhata

Shunya chitta purna habe tomar dake jani

Nirbhaye tai sakal byatha amar buke tani

```

Translation

```

I roam in the forest of thorns:

thorns all around.

My life-river has no high tide;

low ebb it always has.

This empty heart of mine will be filled

with Your Call, I know.

Therefore, dauntless I draw into my heart

all sufferings.

```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Garden of love-light, part 3, Agni Press, 1975
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/gll_3