462. A great understatement

God, I just thought of You.

Let us resume our old friendship.

Let us not quarrel,

Let us not fight.

After all, we are no longer kids.

After all, once upon a time

We were not only good, but best friends.

And in the hoary past

Not only did we love each other,

But also we made tremendous sacrifices for each other.

So, God, let us resume our old friendship,

Since I cannot brook any further delay.

I am sure Your sufferings, too,

Are unbearable.

“Daughter, I loved and still love

And will always love you

Infinitely more than you have ever loved Me.

Therefore, for you to say my sufferings are unbearable

Is a great understatement.”


From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 10, Agni Press, 1974
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/wl_10