আকাশের চুম্বনবৃষ্টিরে
    ধরণী কুসুমে দেয় ফিরে।

OUR VOYAGE is begun. Captain, we bow to thee!
The storm howls and the waves are wicked and wild, but we sail on.
The menace of danger waits in the way to yield to thee its
offerings of pain, and a voice in the heart of the tempest
cries: 'Come to conquer fear!'
Let us not linger to look back for the laggards, or benumb the
quickening hours with dread and doubt.
For thy time is our time and thy burden is our own and life and
death are but thy breath playing upon the eternal sea of Life.
Let us not wear our hearts away picking small help and taking
slow count of friends.
Let us know more than all else that thou art with us and we are
thine forever.

YOU DID NOT know yourself when you dwelt alone, and there was no crying of an errand when the wind ran from the hither to the farther shore.
I came and you woke, and the skies blossomed with lights.
You made me open in many flowers; rocked me in the cradles of many forms; hid me in death and found me again in life.
I came and your heart heaved; pain came to you and joy.
You touched me and tingled into love.
But in my eyes there is a film of shame and in my breast a flicker of fear; my face is veiled and I weep when I cannot see you.
Yet I know the endless thirst in your heart for sight of me, the thirst that cries at my door in the repeated knockings of sunrise.