Swapane nehari atmaswarup
Basi tare ami bhaloKhaniker tare dure chale jai
Jiban andhar kaloJagarane hai phire ase mor
Andhiyar byatha praneNahi pari tai sampite amai
Bidhatar jaya gane```
```In my dream I see my real form,
My soul-form, and I love it.And I see in the twinkling of an eye
That all my sufferings,All my darknesses have disappeared.
Alas, when I wake upI see them all around me, inside me.
I become once again darkness andIgnorance incarnate;
Therefore, I never can offer my existenceTo the Lord Supreme
For His constant Victory here on earth,There in Heaven.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 4, Agni Press, 1977
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