Amal Dhabal Charan Kamal

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Amal dhabal charan kamal

Kemane pujibo balo aji balo

Kemane gahibo sumadhur sure

Tomar bijoy gan

Nai bhav bhasha

Chanda o tal

Nai parijat marma maral

Ache shudhu hai katha balibar

Sutibra byakulata

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```

Pure, unalloyed Lotus-Feet of Yours,

How can I wash You?

Do tell me today.

How can I sing Your victory-song

With a sweet, melodious voice?

I have no tune, no words,

No metre, no rhyme,

No flowers, no heart’s want.

I have only a quenchless inner urge. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 4, Agni Press, 1977
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