সংসারেতে দারুণ ব্যথা
        লাগায় যখন প্রাণে
"আমি যে নাই' এই কথাটাই
        মনটা যেন জানে।
যে আছে সে সকল কালের,
        এ কাল হতে ভিন্ন--
তাহার গায়ে লাগে না তো
        কোনো ক্ষতের চিহ্ন।

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.

THOU ART A glimmer of gold from the dawn on my life's shore,
a dew-drop on the first white flower of autumn.
Thou art a rainbow from the distant sky
bending o'er the dust,
a dream of the crescent moon
touched with a white cloud,
thou art a secret of paradise
revealed by chance to the earth.
Thou art my poet's vision,
appearing from the days
of my forgotten birth,
thou art the word that is never for utterance,
a freedom that comes in the form of a bondage,
for thou openest the door for me
to the beauty of a living light.