মহাভারতের মধ্যে ঢুকেছেন কীট,
কেটেকুটে ফুঁড়েছেন এপিঠ-ওপিঠ।
পণ্ডিত খুলিয়া দেখি হস্ত হানে শিরে;
বলে, ওরে কীট, তুই এ কী করিলি রে!
তোর দন্তে শান দেয়, তোর পেট ভরে,
হেন খাদ্য কত আছে ধূলির উপরে।
কীট বলে, হয়েছে কী, কেন এত রাগ,
ওর মধ্যে ছিল কী বা, শুধু কালো দাগ!
আমি যেটা নাহি বুঝি সেটা জানি ছার,
আগাগোড়া কেটেকুটে করি ছারখার।

I.83. canda jhalkai yahi ghat mahin
THE MOON shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it.
So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine, his works are as naught:
When all love of the I and the Mine is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.

YOU, LIKE A rivulet swift and sinuous, laugh and dance, and your steps sing as you trip along.
        I, like a bank rugged and steep, stand speechless and stock-still and darkly gaze at you.
I, like a big, foolish storm, of a sudden come rushing on and try to rend my being and scatter it parcelled in a whirl of passion.
        You, like the lightning's flash slender and keen, pierce the heart of the turbulent darkness, to disappear in a vivid streak of laughter.