The sport
The sport of fruitless infelicityCaptures my mind's ignorance-dream.
Be off, be off, O satisfied desires!
It is you that ruin my quest supreme.
I am the traveller, ignorant of Dawn;
Never, alack, have I tasted Bliss.
Before my heart the dart of eyeless Night;
I am lost in the jaws of boundless Abyss.
Sri Chinmoy, My first friendship with the Muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1973
