63. Your Nectar-Compassion


You are beautiful, O Being Absolute,

I am Your slave.

In Your Victory is my victory,

My endless rapture.

My heart has suffered infinite pangs to know You.

Therefore I hurl the arrows of my sulk-venom

at Your Heart.

Freed from errors, thought abolished,

No desire have I now.

O Beauty Transcendental,

I am the slave of Your Nectar-Compassion.


From:Sri Chinmoy,My Flute, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1972
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