109. My heart

My immature heart

Tells me to see the faces

Of divided lives.


My mature heart

Tells me to see the soul

Of an undivided Reality.


My failure-heart

Tells me to touch the feet

Of death.


My victory-heart

Tells me to clasp the eyes

Of surrender.


From:Sri Chinmoy,Europe-Blossoms, Agni Press, 1974
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