Tanima Hiyai Phutechhe Lalima
Tanima hiyai phutechhe lalima
Heribena kabhu manase kalima
Paramer lagi charam mahima
Translation
Beauty non-pareil has blossomed
In the heart of atom-subtlety-tapestry.
The ignorance-darkness-ink of the mind
Nowhere to be found.
The zenith-glories of the seeker’s aspiration-heart
Are only for the Absolute Lord Supreme.
Sri Chinmoy, Song-Flowers, part 4, Agni Press, New York, 1989

