47 (23/10/1982) D


KUINJA VANETE GUNJARŃETE
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY

MANER VIIŃÁTE TÁRETE TÁRETE
MARAMII KII VYATHÁ SHONÁTE CÁY
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY

BHÁVA JATA CHILO BHÁŚÁ TATA NÁI
SÁDHA JATA CHILO SÁDHYA TO NÁI
SAKAL MAHIMÁ SAKAL GARIMÁ
TAVA PADE TÁI LUT́ÁTE CÁY
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY

AMAL SAMAL SAKAL KAMAL
TOMÁRE ARGHYA DÁNITE CÁY
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY

KUINJA VANETE GUNJARŃETE
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY







What is the honeybee in the bower
trying to say with its buzzing?

Those who hear the language of the heart,
what pangs of yearning do they try to express,
playing on the strings of the lyre of their minds?

For such deep feelings there is no language.
For such infinite desire,
there is no strength of attainment.

All glories, all greatness
lie prostrate at Your feet.

All lotuses,
pure or impure,
seek to offer themselves to You.


Central idea:
What are the buzzing bees trying to say? They want to say something about Paramapuruśa
(the Supreme Consciousness), and those who can hear the language of the heart, they also
want to say something. Everybody wants to express something, but the difficulty is that,
where there is depth of ideas, depth of feelings there language fails to express it. There
may be so much desire, so much inner longing to express something, but there is no stamina
for expression. So under such circumstances there is no other alternative but to surrender
at His altar, and offer all the lotuses of human expression unto Him. These lotuses may be
clean and pure, or they may be dirty but even if they are dirty, still Paramapuruśa will
accept them. He will accept them.