35. SurrenderThere was a time
When I surrendered out of fear,
But that surrender only made me feel
How useless, hopeless, worthless
But now I surrender to whom?
To the real in me,
To the Supreme in me,
To the Inner Pilot in me,
To the divine Lover
To the divine Beloved in me.
Now my surrender is not imposed.
Now my surrender is my expansion.
Now my surrender is the song
Sri Chinmoy, Dedication-Drops, Agni Press, 1976