The pure lotus smiles

অমল কমল সহজে জলের কোলে
*Omolo komolo shohoje jolero kole

The pure lotus smiles
in the lap of waters.
It does not look for its home
vainly, on the ground.

I will blossom with
the same grace
in your heart.
Flowers of devotion
blossom without
a shadow of a doubt.

I shall not ask the way
never ask another.
I shall simply be at ease
wherever I may turn.

When I am at your home
in the sky
your endless flow
will kiss me.
Your wind will be my friend
and hug me all around.