```
Asha mor madhu ashaTumi pijush tiyasa
Dure jiban kuyasa```
Translation
```
Hope, O my honey-hope,You quench my nectar-thirst.
Away, far awayMy life’s teeming fogs.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,My Green Adoration-Gifts, part 1, Agni Press, New York, 1977
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