Maner Bane Phutena Kripa

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Maner bane phutena kripa

Phute chitta kanane

Taito khunji sethai ami

Prabhur madhur anane

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Translation

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Inside my mind is a forest.

My Lord’s Grace does not blossom there.

It blossoms only inside my heart’s grove.

Therefore, I look inside my heart

For the sweet Face of my Beloved Supreme. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Journey's ecstasy, 1984
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