7. I am a thief


I am a thief; I steal every night.

Each theft of mine kindles a thrill

On the Supreme's all-fulfilling Eye.

What do I steal?

His Grace, my meal.

Why do I steal?

He compels me so.

Perhaps He finds no other way

To feed my Spirit's hunger stark

With the Nectar of His shadowless Ray.


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