9. Your agelong hunger
Lord, today You areMy most distinguished guest.
Alas, how can I offer You my food,
My ignorance-night?
"Son, I am terribly hungry;
Just give Me what you have.
My cosmic hunger cares not for taste;
It cares only for food.
Soon I shall invite you to be My guest.
I shall give you My food, Nectar-flood.
Like Me, you too must not care for taste,
But for the satisfaction
Of your agelong hunger."
Sri Chinmoy, Europe-Blossoms, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
