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Mor mana bane taba madhu banshi madhu sure oi bajeAlor lahari sanjhe ar bhore mor prane ghire raje
Taba madhu nam japi abiram amar sakal kajeShesh anurodh dibanishi rabe hriday gahan majhe
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In the forest of my mind,Your sweet Flute You are playing
Most melodiously and hauntingly.The waves of light in the morning and
in the eveningAre dancing below, above and around me.
Your Nectar-Name I repeat at every blossomingmoment
In all my multifarious deeds.My last plea is that I shall feel Your Presence
In the depth of my heart. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Garden of love-light, part 3, Agni Press, 1975
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