44. Translation

In the forest of our hearts
We shall only smile and smile.
We shall love every heart; we shall love.
From liberation we were born;
Peace is the companion of our mind.
We are the flutes
Of the Mother’s Cosmic Game.
We march on,
Always chasing away darkness.
We shall bind Infinity
With the cord of our love divine.
In the forest of our hearts
We shall only smile and smile.
Sri Chinmoy, Patience-Groves, Agni Press, NY, 1978