Amai Tumi Murkha Rekhe

```

Amai tumi murkha rekhe

Pao tumi ma tripti

Tomar prane deina pira

Amar niret supti

Amai tumi mahat jadi

Karte nahi chao

Parashanti pabena hai

Jetha ichchha jao

```

Translation

```

Keeping me a fool,

Do You get satisfaction, Mother?

My ignorant inert life of sleep tortures You.

But if You do not make me great and good,

How can You have peace of mind?

Go wherever you want to,

For You there will be no peace

If You do not make me good

And Your own. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Supreme, Teach Me How To Cry, Agni Press, 1975
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/stc