My days and nightsMy days and nights are fast asleep,
Long lost am I in their bosoms wide.
The gloom and pangs of unknown caverns
Within, without my heart abide.
My life-river is hushed in awe,
And all my acts in vain now end.
No mighty Soul to soothe my heart;
My sinking breath without a friend.
Sri Chinmoy, My first friendship with the muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, 1973