34. God's absence and God's Presence

O Lord, Thy absence has measureless power.
Pangs of bitter failures rage through my mind.
Hot knives stab through my heart with every breath.
I know, I know, I am the eternal blind.

O Lord, Thy Presence has fathomless power.
Who says my soul is limp with black despair?
Eternity sits at my feet like a slave,
And Death, a weeping child — helpless, bare.

Sri Chinmoy, My Flute.First published by Agni Press in 1972.

This is the 11th book that Sri Chinmoy has written since he came to the West, in 1964.


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