{{htmlmetatags>metatag-robots=()}} My Lord Supreme, do You have a moment?

My Lord Supreme, do You have a moment?


My Lord Supreme,

Do tell me if You are in a mood

To answer a few spiritual questions.

"My child, I am always in a mood

To answer all your questions,

Spiritual and unspiritual."


My Lord Supreme,

Do You remember the first promise

I made to You?


I have totally forgotten it.

"My child, You have forgotten your first promise,

But I clearly and perfectly remember it.

Your first and foremost promise

Was to manifest Me in My own Way

At every moment here on earth."


My Lord Supreme,

Why do I limp along the path of impurity

Every day?

"My child,

You limp along the path of impurity

Every day

Because you and your mind

Do not want to study

At the prayer-school,

You and your heart

Do not want to study

At the meditation-college,

You and your life

Do not want to study

At the surrender-university."


My Lord Supreme,

Will You be happy if I become

The heart of greatness?

"Definitely, My child,

But I shall be infinitely happier

If you become the breath of goodness."


My Lord Supreme,

Is there any way that I can be

Constantly happy?

"Yes, My child,

Just make your day and night

My Command-Fulfilment-Satisfactions."


My Lord Supreme,

Please advise me

What You would like me to do.

Shall I put my arms around the world

Or place my head at the foot of the world?

"My child,

I want you to do both.

Your humility-mind will soulfully

Press the world inward —

Deep, deeper, deepest.

Your sincerity-heart will powerfully

Lift the world upward —

High, higher, highest."


My Lord Supreme,

Why is my inner progress-road

Always so bumpy?

"My child,

Your inner progress-road

Is always so bumpy

Because instead of ignoring

You are adoring your busybody-mind."


My Lord Supreme,

How can I arrest

The doubt-intruder?

"Easy, My child,

Just make friends

With the faith-protector."


My Lord Supreme,

Please be extremely honest with me.

Do You ever care

For my desire-deformation?

"My child,

To be extremely honest with you,

I do not have the time to care

For your desire-deformation."

Then, my Lord Supreme,

Do You have time to care for anything?

"Yes, I do, I do, My child.

I have always time to care

Only for your aspiration-perfection."


My Lord Supreme,

I know You are extremely busy.

Do You think You will be able

To ask my soul to be

My life's decision-maker?

"My child,

I can ask your soul

Only on one condition:

If you are ready to become

Your heart's sincerity-cry."


My Lord Supreme,

When I deliberately

Put destruction-thorns

In your beautiful Vision-Eye,

Do You not get hurt?

"No, My child, not at all.

But I do get hurt

When you do not dare to claim Me

As your own, very own."


My Lord Supreme,

How can I make You

Extremely and eternally happy?

"My child,

You can make Me

Extremely and eternally happy

If you sleeplessly soar

With your soul's selflessness-wings

And make a solemn promise to Me

That you will at once become

A lifelong citizen of Heaven on earth

And a lifelong citizen of earth in Heaven,

For I sleeplessly need you

In My streaming human cries

And in My illumining divine Smiles."


My Lord Supreme,

Am I the only spoiled child

In Your Family?

"No, no, no, My child,

There are five more:

Your ingratitude-heart-sister,

Your impurity-mind-brother,

Your insincerity-vital-cousin,

Your stupidity-body-nephew

And your lethargy-life-niece."


A sincere


Does not need

Stretching exercises.


Man surprises God by saying

That he needs nothing from Him.

God surprises man by proving

That He has already done

Everything for him.


I began my life

By sincerely believing the impossible.

I shall end my life

By unmistakably doing the impossible.


I soulfully love

My morning's folded hands.

I unreservedly love

My evening's silenced mind.


O my mind,

Instead of colliding

With a Godless past,

Why are you not embracing

A Godful future?


Yesterday what you had

Was a doubt-drenched mind.

Today what you are

Is a despair-air-filled balloon.


I entered into my mind's desire-room

At my own risk.

I am now entering

Into my heart's aspiration-room

At my Lord's unconditional expense.


Every tear

From every heart-eye

Is power unparalleled.


My sound-life

Is a man-feeding breakfast.

My silence-heart

Is a God-feeding dinner.


A gratitude-heart

Every day pioneers a new road

To arrive at compassion-height-palace.


Just as God has forgiven my past,

The Compassion-Lord is immortalising

My aspiration-heart and dedication-life.


A part-time seeker

I was.

A full-time sufferer

I am.


When God comes to me,

He tiptoes.

When I go to God,

I thunder.


No dream is a stranger

To my earth-illumining soul.

No reality is a stranger

To my God-manifesting life.


A completely surrendered life

Yesterday I tried.

Today I find it absolutely real.


My Lord Supreme,

Do You want to join

Our humanity's oneness-race

Which will soon start?

"My child,

I am simply dying to participate."


My Lord Supreme,

Do You have a moment?

"Yes, My child, I do."

Please tell me, my Lord,

Will I ever be

An unconditionally surrendered instrument

Of Yours?

"Certainly, My child, you will."

When, my Lord Supreme?

"The day, My child, you can sing for Me

Most soulfully

Your heart's surrender-life-song."

From:Sri Chinmoy,My Lord Supreme, do You have a moment?, Agni Press, 1990
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