Akash Amai Dake Nirabadhi
Akash amai dake nirabadhiBatas dakiche oi
Bhalobese toma karai tader
Priyatama tumi koi
Tumi jare chao se tomare kabhu
Chahibena jeno priya
Jiban ante shesh nati mor
Kripa kare tumi niyo
The sky calls me all the time.
The wind calls me all the time.
I love You; therefore, I neglect them.
Because of my neglect, I have lost them.
O Beloved Supreme, where are You?
I tell You, he whom You consider Your best instrument
Is not Your best instrument.
I am Your best instrument.
May Your Compassion-flood
Fulfil my promise.
Sri Chinmoy, Pole-star promise-light, part 2, Agni Press, 1977
