My mind is the guide


My mind is the Guide,

Hence down I fall.

Desires and thoughts

Make me a ball.

With me they play

From morn to eve.

Attachment flies

In me; I heave

A sigh in vain.

This truth I know:

If I on Thee

Depend, Thou wilt sow

The seed of Fire

In my blind misery.

Lord, with all

My faults, seize me. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,My first friendship with the Muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1973
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