Tanima Hiyai Phutechhe Lalima

```

Tanima hiyai phutechhe lalima

Heribena kabhu manase kalima

Paramer lagi charam mahima

```

Translation

```

Beauty non-pareil has blossomed

In the heart of atom-subtlety-tapestry.

The ignorance-darkness-ink of the mind

Nowhere to be found.

The zenith-glories of the seeker’s aspiration-heart

Are only for the Absolute Lord Supreme.

```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Song-Flowers, part 4, 1989
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/sof_4