28. Translation

In the universal heart all hearts
Are one, inseparable, I know.
Yet knowing this,
I hurt the hearts of others day and night.
We are all the slaves of fate;
It dances on our foreheads.
In peace sublime is the extinction-sleep of fate.
I know this secret.
O Jewel of my eye,
Pour into my heart Your golden Silence.
Sri Chinmoy, Patience-Groves, Agni Press, NY, 1978