Alor Pane Chai Jabe
Alor pane chai jabeAndhar kena dake
Sneha tomar niye jai ma
Na jani kon phanke
Andhar amai dake kena
Mago ami jani
Nithur haye tomar prane
Nitya jabe hani
Tomar paye rakhi aji
Kritagyata phul
Asim ami habo jani
Tumi je mor phul
I cry for light.
How is it that darkness calls me?
I don’t know.
I cry for one thing;
How is it that I get something else?
Mother, I cry for You
But darkness carries me away.
And when I become angry with You,
I strike You.
You remain silent.
But today I am offering You
My heart’s gratitude-flower.
O Infinite Reality,
I will grow into the sacred flower
To worship You.
Sri Chinmoy, Pole-star promise-light, part 3, Agni Press, 1977