Who Are You?
Who are You?
Do not let me sink
into the boundless sea of sorrow.
Who are You?
Yet sometimes let me drift
upon the tide of joy and delight.
Nature? No, no—it does not feel so.
Good deeds? Perhaps it may be that.
Let them coincide in observation—
and in devotion, bring peace to the depths of the heart.
It seems!
Someone is there, overseeing right and wrong,
governing all things.
It seems!
Someone, with unseen hands,
holds firmly the universe in mind.
In Your conception? Speak what You will.
In my striving? Let doubt vanish without cause.
May all darkness in the heart dissipate,
and may serenity return once more.
28 Shrabon, 1424 — D.C. Road,
Chattogram

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