38. Leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone.I need my rest in my soaring nest.
My bleeding heart for God's bending Ears.
His Heart my host, His Soul my guest.
Leave me alone, my play is done.
O world, no more shall I stab your pride.
Your lessons wild are harrows of death
I shall unlearn — in God to hide.
Leave me alone, leave me alone.
I have now seen my goal's highest Soul.
In the glow and flow of Silence-Sea
My life of cries has found its role.
Sri Chinmoy, My Flute, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1972