In secrecy supreme I see
You live in my eyes, in my sleep, in my dreams,in my sweet wakefulness.
In the stupendous mirth of life,In the abysmal lap of death
You I behold.Your love-play is my world.
```5. In My Flute<em>, this poem is published as “In secrecy supreme I see You You live in my eyes, in my sleep”↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 7, No.12, July 27, 1972, AUM Centre Press, 1972
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/aum_68