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Apsaráder deshe ese manke jánilám;
Aruń áloy bhálabese dinke cinilám .
Sabuj pátáy rauṋin phule niilákásher vediimúle;
Mánuś giri vaner parii ek bháve nilám.
Rauṋer ámej lágla cokhe,
Madhur parash jágala vuke;
Marmapriiti mohan giiti mane áṋkilám.
Bilaspur, 6/3/84
Coming to the land of the apsarás, I came to know my own mind,
In love with crimson light, I recognize the dawn.
Beneath the pedestal of the blue sky, amidst green leaves and colourful blooms,
I now accept human beings, hills and the forest-fairies are one and indivisible.
The eyes are caressed by colours,
The heart throbs in the sweet touch of the Divine.
Upon my mind, I portray His love and magic music.