Kavya kusum chayan karibo
Jyotir kanan hateTaito chalechi akashe uriya
Dakhin bayur sroteSathe nai keha ar
Nahi dekhi kona parAbiram chali chalar birati nai
Dur hate dure megher aralePulake bhasiya jai
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I shall collect flower-poemsFrom the garden of Light;
Therefore, I am flying in the skyWith the southern wind.
I have no one with me.All alone, endlessly I am flying,
And I am all lost in the beauty of teeming clouds. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 4, Agni Press, 1977
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