The seed

I am the seed and root and boughs,
I am the aspiration-tree.
In me abides the deepest deep.
My goal I build; I am ever free.

My secret will absorbs my life,
My hidden treasure I share with earth.
Her sleepless pangs in me now breathe.
For her my freedom vast, my birth.
Sri Chinmoy, My first friendship with the Muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1973