No more my heart shall sob or grieve.
My days and nights dissolve in God’s own Light.Above the toil of life my soul
Is a Bird of Fire, winging the Infinite.I have known the One and His secret Play
And passed beyond the sea of Ignorance-Dream.In tune with Him, I sport and sing;
I own the golden Eye of the Supreme.Drunk deep of Immortality,
I am the root and boughs of a teeming vast.My Form I have known and realised.
The Supreme and I are one — all we outlast. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Beyond Within — A collection of writings 1964-1974, Agni Press, 1975
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