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জ্যোতির্ময় মুক্তি দিয়ে তোমারে ঘেরে যেন॥  

THE POET'S MIND floats and dances on the waves of life amidst the voices of wind and water.
Now when the sun has set and the darkened sky draws down upon the
sea like drooping lashes upon a weary eye it is time to take away his pen, and let his thoughts sink into the bottom of the deep amid the eternal secret of that silence.

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.