There is one,
Only one Arpita,
With ten thousands synonyms,
And two Nature’s amplitude,
To cover sense of love, and that of feeling,
The widened unconquered,
Ripples beyond the horizon,
And the frictionless revere,
Mingles with the waited time,
Lo! the colossal silence chambers the rime.
Hers is the eternal Divine in love,
And she tinges the hearts,
With the magic fragrance of frenzy,
She impels, she awakens the slumbering soul,
There is only one Arpita, that arises and rolls!