How I listen to the flute

আমার অঙ্গে অঙ্গে কে বাজায় বাঁশি

amar onge onge key bajay bnashi 

How I listen to the flute
This music of my very existence
At play in my entirety
Distracting me with ecstasy and agony,
My body and mind blossoming unseen
With its fragrance borne into space.

Hope stirs within, unawares,
Discovering this blazing missive,
Of my own immolation.

What is this beauty and charm,
But self-expression
A message of love set free
From the dungeons of my heart?