Alas, alas, alas!
Grievances reign supreme in my life.I have a grievance
Against my ignorance-night.I have a grievance
Against my darkness-depth.I have a grievance
Against my illusion-life.I have a grievance
Against my frustration-body.I have a grievance
Against my aggression-vital.I have a grievance
Against my confusion-mind.I have a grievance
Against my hesitation-heart.I have a grievance
Against the idleness-promisesOf my soul.
I have a grievanceAgainst the fruitlessness-dreams
Of my Beloved Supreme.Alas, alas, alas!
O my Beloved Supreme,Do tell me how I can free myself
From the tyranny of grievances."My child,
You can free yourselfFrom the tyranny of grievances
If you can once and for all feelThat we all love you —
Your body, vital, mind, heart, soulAnd I love you.
It is your feeling of conscious onenessWith us
That can easily free youFrom your teeming grievances against us.
Try, My child, try;You will succeed.
Yours will be the abiding peace,Illumining light,
Nourishing delightAnd
Fulfilling satisfaction." ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Aurora-Flora, Agni Press, 1982
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