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Between a divine hero
Between a supreme doer
Can never be extinguished.
Forever and forever.
Aspiration-day cries.
And manifests God-Height
In my dream-sky.
In my reality-prison.
Announces
For now it is enjoying
Of golden solitude.
Of Perfection-Light
Of my frustration-hours
Temptation-nights.
Has been blossoming all year long
And now I possess
A new sun of promise
A new God of Compassion infinite.
And now
Is a broken wing
To the power-heart
And
When he used to swim
Of Heaven.
But now he is swimming
In the ocean
A wild darkness-night
Yet unquestionably
Towards the golden disc
Puzzle me.
Puzzle God.
Someday He will make me
Alas, alas!
Another mortal like me.
You are blind
You are deaf
Can You tell me why?
“My child,
That I have given you a short vacation,
Allowing you to stay away
Of Perfection-Delight.”
I really wish to know
Can Your Compassion tell me?
My Lord Supreme,
How good You are.
My Compassion-Height
My Forgiveness-Light
Your stupendous curiosity.
When your heart’s gratitude-sea
Your thirsty blue-gold questions.”
To please You most
My dedication-smile
First please Me
Then with your aspiration-cry
Indeed, this is the way
Shall I drink deep Your Beauty’s Eye
What do You advise me to do?
“My child,
Then easily and automatically
But if you only try to watch My Beauty’s Eye,
Inside My Compassion-Heart.”
No goodness have I.
Is an appreciating eye for greatness
Your cries will frighten
Your smiles will strengthen
Cry to become.
I have a serious problem.
I really want to become a good runner.
“Alas, alas, My child,
And then I shall definitely solve your problem.
Of a totally transformed human race.”
You have made me a good runner
Can you not make me a good runner
I can do that,
The unusual oneness-delight
Unquestionable and inimitable
Is a proud wave.
Is a calm sea.
Possessions bind me.
Are walking with me.
Is a one-way street
Frustration-bound destinations.
No, not in the black abyss
Where is happiness?
Of your mental doubts.
Your serious crimes,
Your dangerous stupidity.
Prepares a beautiful sunrise
Is not a bud of infancy.
Is a flower for God-Ecstasy.
By soulful prayers and fruitful meditations,
Is a loud mouth
Is an unfounded confidence.
My soulful sorrows
Their fruitful tears
Of God’s Satisfaction-Height.
In my entire life:
At God’s Forgiveness-Feet,
His white Virtues.
Try to become the smile
Your unlimited anxiety-worry-world
How to run fast.
How to fly high.
How to become soon.
My mind will never be able
My heart will never be able
A perpetual promise-maker,
Loves the willing souls.
Leads the willing souls.
Welcomes the willing souls.
Is a totally crumbled height?
Extinguished your heart’s
I feel sorry for you.
Without having the wisdom-light.
O my poor heart,
You are the wisdom-sun
My earth’s separation-division-life
And my Heaven’s oneness-multiplication-life
I love God sleeplessly.
My life is a shadowless aspiration-cry.
You are my indispensable partner.
The Satisfaction-Home
Is famous in infamy
And is immediately sent
By purity’s adamantine will.
Is an appreciation
Therefore,
Is the inevitability
Sincerity has left him.
Alas, he can no longer enjoy
And the sure breath of Father Heaven.
A stormy thought-world
When he lived
There was a time
In the city of “God and yes”.
In the city of “man and no”
Alas, now his “I-ness” reigns supreme.
My mind appreciates God.
My heart loves God.
My life needs God.
What is behind me?
What is behind me?
What is behind me?
What is ahead of me?
And
Be sincere in your thoughts,
You will not have to run after happiness.
I love you
I do not love you
By chanting God’s Name.
By serving God.
By emptying my mind for God.
By meditating on God’s Compassion-Love.
Meditation.
Who scoff at your meditation,
Who unpardonably doubt
And purity-mind.
Is an unlit lamp
His heart’s blazing sun.
It can carry you into the destruction-doom
In the inner world?
Of a seeker’s heart
Of a seeker’s eyes.
Is a wasted day.
Is a God-forgotten failure.
Do show me some miracles.
“My child,
But two miracles.
When you disobey Me:
And what I have for you
The Arms of My Omnipotence.”
Your greatness has fascinated the world.
Your goodness has satisfied God.
The pain of death?
Only the fulfilment-beauty
Selfless dedication-life,
Not only a sweetness-hunger
So often You sail Your Golden Boat
Alas, why do I not see You
On my reality-shore?
Reveals the deathless dream-beauty
And
Will someday, without fail,
This is at once
When my mind and I together
But now I have changed my partner.
I have become a seeker
I have only two requests to make:
Of my stupid mind.
Of my wise heart.
At my heart’s sacred tears.
To forgive the shameless laughter
Is its oneness-ecstasy with God.
It has a sleepless life
It is a winged heart.
Of my Compassion-Lord,
For a long time.
For His tomorrow’s
Since I do not deserve
And since I do not deserve
I am helplessly and hopelessly lost.
“My child,
And you can never be lost.
Of an enjoyer
Above giving and receiving.”
Is an indifferent mind.
Is a non-committal heart.
God’s Love and man’s appreciation?
Of ignorance-night.
In your lifelong voyage
The powerful faculty of doubting,
The supreme Art of inner awakening.
I love the sun’s golden eye.
I love the moon’s silver smile.
Is a fruitless hope.
Is a cloud of sorrow.
To make my life Heaven’s haven.
You will never get
And
This extravagant desire of yours
Of your satisfaction-life.
God loves me.
I need God.
In my prayers.
To transform your frustrations
In my prayers.
To free you
In my prayers.
To grant you everything
Of your silver responsibilities,
Of your golden opportunities.
Is fully awakened,
Is fully blossomed.
But the beauty of purity
Unparalleled.
And that duty is to live happily.
What we need is a child’s heart
And Infinity’s Joy
If and when
And not as a burden of man.
What we need
And the Hour of God’s Choice.
Which the human authority
But unrest is on the upswing.
But dissatisfaction
I thank You
A small part in Your Cosmic Play.
Because You have given me
Your great Dreams for Your universe.
I am offering this treasure
Because I love You
My Lord,
Not only that,
Therefore, my gratitude-heart
Is an encouraging idea.
Is an illumining experience.
Is a fulfilling promise.
A smiling mastery
A crying slavery.
Each idea is either
Or
A challenging reality
A surrendering unreality.
I pray to God
I pray to God
Is to be far above
Is to run side-by-side
Enlightenment gives freedom.
Fulfilment gives contentment.
And man’s feast in God.
Time is precious.
God is gracious.
Ignorance is ferocious.
Doubt is injurious.
Insecurity is infectious.
Impurity is dangerous.
Is my sleeplessly fruitful sorrow
Has unmasked his hidden forests
For all human souls.
Is sailing in the boat
Destination:
God the Duty
God the Beauty
To possess even an iota of doubt,
To possess His own transcendental Delight.
Of my silver dream-heart
Of my golden reality-life.
From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 11, Agni Press, 1981
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