Whom do I fear?
The Lord?The One?
Not true.I am
My Father's son.What do I fear?
My ignorance vast —The sleepless spear,
The eyeless dust.Why do I fear?
Because my eyesSee not the Smile
Of the golden skies.And what is fear?
A tempting callFrom the bondage-sphere
Of an airtight ball.And where is fear?
It is everywhere,Death's atmosphere,
Shameless and bare. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 1, No.12, 27 July 1966, Boro Park Printers -- Brooklyn, N. Y, 1966
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