In Mahaprabhu's Light, We Rise Poem by Santanu Banerjee

Mahaprabhu's footsteps, pure and bright,
The path of love reveals its light.
Sri Chaitanya's call, both soft and strong,
Unites the soul in divine song.

Kalachand, his disciple true,
Takes up the torch and leads anew.
With hands that serve and hearts that pray,
He spreads the truth, the sacred way.

The world is but a fleeting dream,
Yet through this love, all things redeem.
In Bengal's heart, the gospel flows,
As Chaitanya's love in rivers grows.

O soul, do not wait for tomorrow's dawn,
In this moment, merge and be reborn.
Through love, the veil of Maya falls,
In God's embrace, the spirit calls.

No separation, no divide,
In the devotee, the Lord resides.
Chaitanya's grace, like endless sea,
Washes the soul, and sets it free.

Kalachand speaks with love so pure,
His words, the key, the sacred cure.
In Bengal's land, the seed is sown,
A union with the Divine is known.

Now seize the day, for time won't last,
The moment's here, the die is cast.
In love's sweet dance, you'll find your way,
In Mahaprabhu's light, we rise today.