Left to myself,
I would once more becomeA perfect slave
To my desiring life.Left to myself,
I would once more becomeA good friend
Of my sleeping body.Left to myself,
I would once more deeply appreciateMy attacking vital.
Left to myself,
I would once more becomeAn ardent admirer
Of my doubting mind.Left to myself,
I would once more helplessly cryWith my weeping heart.
Left to myself,
I would once more deliberately ignoreMy illumining soul.
Left to myself,
I would once more remain away,Far away,
From the ever-blessing HandsOf my Beloved Supreme.
But oh, I cannot do that.
I shall not do that.I shall always remain
In the Heart of my Beloved Supreme.I shall always remain
At the Feet of my Beloved Supreme.I shall always remain with the Vision
Of my Beloved Supreme.I shall always remain for the Manifestation
Of my Beloved Supreme.Him to please in His own Way,
I shall becomeAn ever-climbing tree;
I shall becomeAn ever-inspiring flower;
And I shall becomeAn ever-nourishing fruit.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Aurora-Flora, Agni Press, 1982
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