2 October 1980

Ambition, my precious ambition,
It is you who help me untiringly
To transcend my capacities.
It is you who help me
Transform my inordinate pride
Into sacred humility.
The seeker-heart in me
With your help
Can sing the song
Of universal Oneness.
Your victory-palace
Is my Lord’s and my meeting place.
Nobody else but you alone
Have three most rare sleepless efforts.
By virtue of your sleepless efforts
You pull God the Compassion down,
You push man the aspiration up,
And every day you inspire and energise my seeker-heart.