Swapane Nehari Atmaswarup

Swapane nehari atmaswarup

Basi tare ami bhalo

Khaniker tare dure chale jai

Jiban andhar kalo

Jagarane hai phire ase mor

Andhiyar byatha prane

Nahi pari tai sampite amai

Bidhatar jaya gane


Translation

In my dream I see my real form,

My soul-form, and I love it.

And I see in the twinkling of an eye

That all my sufferings, all my darknesses

Have disappeared.

Alas, when I wake up I see them

All around me, inside me.

I become once again darkness and

Ignorance incarnate;

Therefore, I never can offer my existence

To the Lord Supreme

For His constant Victory here on earth,

There in Heaven.


From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 4, 1977
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/psps_4