48. Two friends
When I sitOn the summits of my mind,
My old friend, Joy, leaves me immediately.
The joyless beggar
Helpless comes down.
When I play
In the depths of my heart,
My old friend, God, appears before me.
Two friends together drink
Nectar-light,
Two friends together become
Oneness-soul of Peace,
Oneness-goal of Bliss.
Sri Chinmoy, The Golden Boat, part 2, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York., 1974
