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Amar priya tumi prabhu sabar priya tumiTabu kena tomar paye nahi mora chumi
Mukhe tomai prabhu daki prane bhabi ariGhor bipade bhaye mari taito tomai smari
Jano moder praner garal khama tabu karoAndhar pathe mrittyu ele dharo more dharo
Gabhir snehe dharo moder hriday tari khaniAbodh mora tumi je ke kabhu nahi jani
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You are dear to me.You are dear to everybody else, too.
How is it that we do not worship Your Feet,Kiss Your Feet, knowing perfectly well
That we call You our Lord Supreme?This is but our lip service,
But in the depths of our heartsWe do not take You
Even as a real friend of ours.You know the poison of our mind,
Yet You are Forgiveness-sea.When death wants to capture us,
We stand in between death and our existence;Therefore, ignorant we are.
No matter what You do for usWe offer You not our gratitude-heart.
```From:Sri Chinmoy, Pole-Star Promise-Light, part 3, 1977
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