Tears flow down my cheeks and breast to the feet when our dear ones are gathered to our fathers. But we forget the truth that our fathers too had to suffer much when their and our dear ones were on the land of the living. What is death after all? It is but one shore of the sea of consciousness, the other is life. The sole work of life is to sow and the sole work of death is to reap. Both are interdependent.
Chinmoy, Chandelier.First published by SCC Donetsk in 2012.
This is the 3044th book that Sri Chinmoy has written since he came to the West, in 1964.