111. In my heart-dawn and soul-sunI loved my life’s morning walks.
Hope-beauty led my eyes and guided my steps.
I love my life’s midday runs.
Reality’s naked life
Has sent uncertainty into destruction-exile.
I shall love my life’s evening stumblings.
Life divine shall embrace the abyss of science.
Evening does not mark the end.
Evening is the precursor of a purer dawn
And a brighter sun.
In my heart-dawn, my preparation shall begin.
In my soul-sun, my perfection shall bloom.
Sri Chinmoy, The caged bird and the uncaged bird, Agni Press, 1998