MY THOUGHTS shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.

শৈশবে ছাদের কোণে গোপনে ছুটিত মায়ারথ--
যেথা মরীচিকাপুরী যেথা ছিল অদেখা পর্বত।
             হারায়েছি সহজ সে পথ।
আজিকে তুলির মুখে আনি
ছুটি-লোকে অভিনব ভূগোল-সৃষ্টির মন্ত্রখানি।

I KNOW NOT how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silent amazement.
The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thy music runs from sky to sky. The holy stream of thy music breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes on.
My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a voice. I would speak, but speech breaks not into song, and I cry out baffled. Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!