My birth is sleep, my life is nightUnknown my life shall die, unknown.
I breathe unseen my ceaseless moan.
My birth is sleep, my life is night.
I drink an empty hope's delight.
Silence-sea and dancing waves of Grace
Long lost have I in my backward race.
And now my escaping breath I see
Captured by strangling Eternity.
Sri Chinmoy, God’s Glance and God’s Grace, Agni Press, 2006