477. I BEHOLD
Quickly and thoughtlesslyAn angel ascends.
I behold her beauty’s wings.
Slowly, steadily, gracefully and soulfully
An angel descends.
I behold her beauty’s light,
Offering’s might and duty’s height,
And something more:
God’s Compassion.
Sri Chinmoy, The Wings of Light, Part 10, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
