When the sun appears in the East, I make friends with my poetry. I see a golden disc Right above the blue sea. A red hibiscus is smiling at me. Is there anybody on earth, O Sun, Who does not long for your smile? No, nobody. Everybody wants your smile. I too want your smile And something more: I want to bow to you With my heart's adoration.
PRH 47. Sri Chinmoy's first Bengali poem. Translation by the Author.↩