Sarat Chandra Bose

```

Sarat Chandra, I offer you

My soulful obeisance,

My flower-heart-obeisance.

At each hush-gap your heart pined

For your brother's progress-light.

You were your affection-ocean.

You were your vastness-heart unbounded.

You were your hope-fountain.

You were your Motherland-lover,

Dauntless and deathless.

Sarat Chandra, O self-giver,

You came into the world

From the realm transcendental.

Your aspiration-heart desired

The victory-manifestation

Of the breathless fragrance: Subhas —

Dearer than your life itself.

Triumphant you were! ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,India, my India. Mother India's summit-prides, Agni Press, 1997
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