My Lord Supreme,

When I pray to You,

I see the sky lifting me up

High, higher, highest.

When I meditate on You,

I see the same sky descending

Slowly, steadily and unerringly

And touching my earth-existence

Most compassionately.

My Lord Supreme, You are telling me

Not to be afraid of the Unknown,

But to love the Unknown

And become one with the Unknown,

For this unknown Reality

Will not remain forever unknown,

And my life's perfection

And my heart's satisfaction

Will grow in it.

My Lord, make me ready

And make me worthy

Of Your blessingful Promise to me.

From:Sri Chinmoy,My sweet Father-Lord, where are you?, Agni Press, 1999
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