Thy Soul to buy
Thy Soul to buy I comeWith naked foolishness of mine.
Mother of time and unborn!
Sweeter Thou art than thy Smile divine.
Show me thy Truth unique.
Thy august Heart is the priceless seed
Which Gods too fail to buy.
Thy Feet in the world's dark mead.
Sri Chinmoy, The Mother of the Golden All, Agni Press, 1974
