Pathe Jakhan Chali Shyama
Pathe jakhan chali Shyama
Tui je chalis sathe sathe
Prati kajer phanke phanke
Ma tor parash mile dinerate
Tabu bhabi shyama bujhi
Amai chereche
Kandar mato kandina tai
Dure rekheche
Translation
Mother Kali, when I walk along the street
I see You accompanying me.
At the interval of each new undertaking
I feel Your gracious presence.
All day and night Your presence envelops me,
Yet I know not why I feel You have deserted me.
Is it because I do not cry soulfully
That I feel You are away from me?
Sri Chinmoy, Supreme, Teach Me How To Surrender, Agni Press, 1975