All-presence am I

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Although I dwell in poverty,

Matchless all joy of mine remains.

Upon my heart his Bounty rains

From His flame-white eternity.

To none I sell my teeming thoughts;

By me my trance is seen alone.

My heart shall never tremble or moan,

All-presence am I, in me no noughts.

You are my only Friend,

You are my life.

Like a divine mendicant from one country to another

May I sing a song of You

With all my love.

May I sing the Song of Your

Victory all my life.

O Lord Supreme, only the other day

I saw You and played with You

Before I came into the world of ignorance-night.

Yet I remember my golden past within and without.

Alas, far very far now You are.

The bird of my heart crying and trembling with darkest pangs.

My thoughts, my desires, my aspiration, my life’s disciplines

Have found their haven at Your Feet today.

The bondage of tempting attachment and pangs of the heart,

The Life of darkness and the torture of death

No more I see, no more I feel.

O my boat, O my Boatman, O message of Transcendental Delight,

Carry me, my heart is thirsty and hungry

And it is fast asleep at the same time

Carry my heart to the other shore.

The dance of death I see all around.

The thunder of destruction indomitable I hear.

O my inner Pilot You are mine,

You are the Ocean of Compassion infinite

In You I lose myself,

My all in You I lose. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 7, No.11, June 27, 1972, AUM Centre Press, 1972
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