I fear
I fear to speak, I fear to speak.My tongue is killed, my heart is weak.
I fear to think, I fear to think.
My mind is wild, and apt to sink.
I fear to see, I fear to see.
I eat the fruits of Ignorance-tree.
I fear to love, I fear to love.
A train of doubts around, above.
I fear to be, I fear to be.
Long dead my life of faith in me.
Sri Chinmoy, AUM — Vol. 4, No.12, 27 July 1969, AUM Centre Press, 1969