Kato Shata Bhabe Dako Tumi More

```

Kato shata bhabe dako tumi more

Tabu jai dure chale

Arati shreshtha abhiman mor

Biraje praner tale

Taba shantire bhabi ashanti

Joye bhabi parajoy

Taito amar charidhare hase

Mithya dainya khoy

```

Translation

```

In hundreds of ways You call me,

Yet I go away from You.

My worst fault is my sulking nature,

Which tortures me all day and night.

When Your Victory dawns

I feel it is the beginning of my defeat.

When anything divine dawns in me,

I feel it is the beginning of something

undivine in me.

I know this is the only reason why within and without me

I see death’s destruction-dance. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy, Pole-Star Promise-Light, part 3, 1977
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/psps_3