Akasher pare akash rayeche
Batas bahena arAmi chaliyachi paraner tane
Anite kusum harTomar pujar thali
Ajo je rayeche khaliKabitar hare purna karite tai
Jibaner jato hasi o ashruBhule jena ami jai
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An endless series of skiesWhere there is no air.
An inner urge compels me to bring downA garland of poems
To worship You.The shrine is now all empty.
I wish to fill it;I wish to cover it with poems,
A garland of poems.I know that it is only this way
That I can forget my life’s sufferings and joysThat have to be forgotten.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 4, Agni Press, 1977
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