Uthe Jakhan Pub Gagane Savita

Uthe jakhan pub gagane savita

Takhan ami likhte basi kabita

Nil sagare rakta thala bhasichhe

Swarna jaba phulti jena hasichhe

Tomar hasi sabai chai dharate

Nami tomai bhakti bhare prabhate


Translation

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.


From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 3, 1977
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/psps_3