অরূপ, তোমার বাণী
Orup, tomar banee (audio: Hemanta Mukherjee)
My cosmic Unseen,
Whisper your message
To my limbs, my heart,
Holding out freedom
Animate my body --
A mortal mud-lamp
In the sacred spree of light
Among the incandescent stars
I discover your music
When leaves, buds and twigs
Respond to the bewitching spring air
Offer me a tantamount breath
At the core of being,
End my empty season,
Restore me with tunefulness
Lavish your fearless compassion
Transforming my bane to beneficence
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