Unconcerned about the future and its glories,
Dead at yesterday and imaginary memories
The moment suspended between two eternities
Appears, golden and enchanted !
Lifting a part of the Mystery
It surprises the invariable Light
Which lives in the heart of transparent chalices.
The world and the Divine are not different.
The seconds echo the auspicious words
Of the favorite song of a young singer
Opening the eye, overruling fate.
The crimson surge of the divine dawn springs up
Diffusing waves of felicity, tearing the shadow,
And tomorrow begins to be born.


Niranjan Guha Roy 1960

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