শর কহে, আমি লঘু, গুরু তুমি গদা,
তাই বুক ফুলাইয়া খাড়া আছ সদা।
করো তুমি মোর কাজ, তর্ক যাক চুকে--
মাথা ভাঙা ছেড়ে দিয়ে বেঁধো গিয়ে বুকে।

I.52. khasm na cinhai bawari
O MAN, IF thou dost not know thine own Lord, whereof art thou so proud?
Put thy cleverness away: mere words shall never unite thee to Him.
Do not deceive thyself with the witness of the Scriptures:
Love is something other than this, and he who has sought it truly has found it.

THE CLOUD said to me, 'I vanish'; the Night said, 'I plunge into the fiery dawn.'
The Pain said, I remain in deep silence as his footprint.'
'I die into the fulness,' said my life to me.
The Earth said, 'My lights kiss your thoughts every moment.'
'The days pass,' Love said, 'but I wait for you.'
Death said, 'I ply the boat of your life across the sea.'