My life is transcending
From the blue of the skyMy soul began its descending flight.
In the black of my body
My life is sleeping and sleeping.
In the green of my vital
My life is struggling and struggling.
In the red of my mind
My life is searching and searching.
In the white of my heart
My life is becoming and becoming.
In the gold of my soul
My life is transcending and transcending.
Sri Chinmoy, Beyond Within — A collection of writings 1964-1974, Agni Press, 1975
