3880 (14/12/1986)


RÚPE RASE MISHE ÁCHO TUMI SAKHÁ
DEKHÁ DÁO NÁ

BHÁVIÁ UTALÁ HOI, KENO PÁSE ÁSO NÁ
DEKHÁ DÁO NÁ

JÁHÁ BHÁVI JÁHÁ NÁ BHÁVI
STHÁVARA JAUNGAM TUMII SABAI
BHÁVÁLOKE BOJHE LOKE KENO
ÁSHÁ PURÁO NÁ, DEKHÁ DÁO NÁ

TUMI BHULOKA, TUMI DYULOKA
MATHITA KARO SAPTA LOKA
CETANÁTE BHÁVA SROTE MISHE
THEKEO ÁSO NÁ DEKHÁ DÁO NÁ

RÚPE RASE MISHE ÁCHO TUMI SAKHÁ
DEKHÁ DÁO NÁ







O Friend, You are mixed with inferences, tanma’tra’s of beauty, form and flow etc. and
do not allow to be seen. Why do not You come close, thinking that I become frenzied.
Whatever I imagine, whatever is beyond my imagination, stationary or mobile, You are all.
With illumination of ideation, showing the world, why do not You fulfill my hope? You are
the world and heaven, churning all the seven arenas. You remain as consciousness in the
stream of feelings, and do not come.