'WHAT IS THERE but the sky, O Sun, that can hold thine image?' I dream of thee, but to serve thee I can never hope,' the dewdrop wept and said, 'I am too small to take thee unto me, great lord, and my life is all tears.' 'I illumine the limitless sky, yet I can yield myself up to a tiny drop of dew,' thus the Sun said; 'I shall become but a sparkle of light and fill you, and your little life will be a laughing orb.'
তুমি যে কাজ করছ, আমায় সেই কাজে কি লাগাবে না। কাজের দিনে আমায় তুমি আপন হাতে জাগাবে না? ভালোমন্দ ওঠাপড়ায় বিশ্বশালার ভাঙাগড়ায় তোমার পাশে দাঁড়িয়ে যেন তোমার সাথে হয় গো চেনা। ভেবেছিলেম বিজন ছায়ায় নাই যেখানে আনাগোনা, সন্ধ্যাবেলায় তোমায় আমায় সেথায় হবে জানাশোনা। অন্ধকারে একা একা সে দেখা যে স্বপ্ন দেখা, ডাকো তোমার হাটের মাঝে চলছে যেথায় বেচাকেনা।
'WHERE HAVE I come from, where did you pick me up?' the baby asked its mother. She answered half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast,- 'You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling. You were in the dolls of my childhood's games; and when with clay I made the image of my god every morning, I made and unmade you then. You were enshrined with our household deity, in his worship I worshipped you. In all my hopes and my loves, in my life, in the life of my mother you have lived. In the lap of the deathless Spirit who rules our home you have been nursed for ages. When in girlhood my heart was opening its petals, you hovered as a fragrance about it Your tender softness bloomed in my youthful limbs, like a glow in the sky before the sunrise. Heaven's first darling, twin-born with the morning light, you have floated down the stream of the world's life, and at last you have stranded on my heart. As I gaze on your face, mystery overwhelms me; you who belong to all have become mine. For fear of losing you I hold you tight to my breast. What magic has snared the world's treasure in these slender arms of mine?'
