47. Sukhero lagiya paran khanire

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Sukhero lagiya paran khanire

Kato pathe niye jai

Asha pallaba majhe

Tomar charana raje

Nidra bihin klanti bihin

Sahara kina ranai

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Translation

```

I lead my poor vital along teeming roads

To discover happiness birthless and deathless.

I see Your Beauty's Feet

Shining and scattering their radiance

Inside a tiny twig of my hope-world.

A perfect stranger am I now

To the tired and sleeping life.

The confines of the hope-empty Sahara

Will never be able to imprison me. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Tomorrow’s shore, Agni Press, 1983
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/tmh