My birth is sleep, my life is night

Unknown my life shall die unknown.
I breathe unseen my ceaseless moan.

My birth is sleep, my life is night.
I drink an empty hope's delight.

Silence-sea and dancing waves of Grace
Long lost have I in my backward race.

And now my escaping breath I see
Captured by strangling eternity.
Sri Chinmoy, AUM — Vol. 5, No. 4,5, Nov. — 27 Dec. 1969, Aum Centre Press, Santurce, Puerto Rico, 1969