Oi Je Heri Tomar Mago Drishti Manoram

Oi je heri tomar mago drishti manoram

Phutao amar hriday kali

Agyanatar badha dali

Amai karo tomar kabi tomar priyatam


O Mother,

Lo, I behold Your Face of Beauty.

All my heart’s impurities have disappeared.

I am all purity now.

I have crossed all hurdles of ignorance.

Now only make me Your seer-poet

And Your beloved child.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 2, 1977
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