Dhire Dhire Hiya Tire

```

Dhire dhire hiya tire tumi aso

Akaran more prabhu bhalobaso

E jibane nahi ar sangshay

Alo giti ei mor parichay

```

Translation

```

Slowly and slowly at the bank of my heart-river

You come.

Lord, unconditionally You love me.

No more cloud-doubts and hesitation-night

in my life.

The Song-Light of the Supreme

Is my identification-might. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Supreme, Teach Me How To Cry, Agni Press, 1975
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