Part IV — The birthday of Dilip-da

The birthday of Dilip-da

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I place my head at the Feet

Of the Absolute Lord Supreme.

I am now weaving a poem-garland

To offer to someone who is

A divinely and supremely high

Seeker, singer and poet.

Although I do now know

How to adore him,

I do know that his heart is all affection.

I wish to steal his heart

And I wish to hear his message divine.

Many great men and women

Of teeming virtues come to see him,

As in a pilgrimage.

I do not know how to offer my love,

Admiration and adoration to him.

The language of my silence-heart

How can I express in words?

I am only standing outside his heart-door

To salute him.

This poem, flooded with my admiration

And adoration, I offer for his birthday.

My heart is all eager

To conquer his affection.

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–- Chinmoy, 22nd January 1948

From:Sri Chinmoy,My Dilip-da adoration, Agni Press, 2007
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