7. No one
You are asking meTo open my eyes.
Tell me, who is there to appreciate
The God-beauty of my eyes?
No one, absolutely no one.
You are asking me
To use my arms.
Tell me, who is there to appreciate
The God-duty of my arms?
No one, eternally no one.
Sri Chinmoy, Europe-Blossoms, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
