The father: Joseph Kennedy

Hard is it to dream.

He did it.

More so to dream great dreams.

He did it.

Bright was the sun in him,

Brighter the flames.

One flame became

The brightest

To frighten the age-long

Darkness of ignorance,

To devour the pride of Night.

A giant dream,

A vision that broke through God's own Eye.

A hope that God lives for:

A promise cherished by God Himself.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Kennedy: the Universal Heart, Agni Press, 1973
Sourced from