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Like so You go on calling for what reason? | |||
Water from a well You doled in waves, | |||
Surging with a passionate emotion. | |||
I | |||
I had been alone on coast of sea; | |||
I | Daytime has passed, shell gathering. | ||
With sands a game I've gone on making; | |||
I saw not the inundating ocean | |||
In that | |||
"Guru" the ocean howls aloud; | |||
In that it keeps blending every sound. | |||
A puny life's heady tininess-power,{{#tag:ref|''Reducing one's sense of existence or mental arena to smallness with the help of the mental force born of spiritual practices and thereby being able to enter within another entity and know everything about that entity is called ańimá-siddhi.''<ref>{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=[[Shabda Cayanika]] Part 2|chapter=Kárpat́ika to Kála (Discourse 23)|location=Kolkata|year=1996|publisher=Ananda Marga Publications|isbn=81-7252-258-4}}</ref>|group="nb"}} | |||
Tremulous, on that great sonance. | |||
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