When I thought I was the doer
Of all my deeds,I turned to mist.
I died.I became the emperor of giant failures.
My soul came to the fore,Consoled my visionless ignorance.
God made His Appearance supreme.“You fool, be not wedded to impossibility’s lifeless beauty.
I waste not a leaf.I butchered your ignorance wild for you
To equal My Transcendental Throne.” ```She was a woman of exquisite beauty.
Her career she startedAs the Queen of the universe.
She was the supreme AuthorityOn human failure
AndPerfection divine.
```When I say,
“God is powerful,”The world is ready to endorse my view.
When I say,
“God is considerate,”The world hesitates to endorse my view.
When I say,
“God is impartial,”The world endeavours to negate my view.
When I say,
“God is merciful,”The world devours my view.
```I insulted God.
In returnHe infused wisdom-light
Into my eyeless mind.I insulted the world.
In returnThe world landed death-blows on me.
I insulted my inner strength.
In returnIt compelled my fall:
A clean-cut forest tree. ```He was a stalwart spiritual figure.
Above blemish he always was.He loved the world deeply and unconditionally.
No response.He dispatched his frustrated
Failure to the other world.He fought and fought
Against his own solid realisationUntil he passed
BehindThe curtain of eternity.
The realisation read:“In your world-acceptance
You fostered in your life-breathA venom-snake.”
```In the grand old days
My thought was my life’s sole pole-star.My mouth and my heart,
In forms they were twoBut
In spirit they were one.I saw God, my All.
He embraced me.He needed my love.
I demanded His Love.His Love nullified all my
Vainglorious power in a twinkling.My love developed into
A hushed silence.In that silence grew a seething
Amazement:My death in God’s Immortality
AndGod’s Immortality in my death
Bloomed in excellence supreme. ```I live in a zone of silence
To decipher my hostile past.No, my life is not
A speck of dustFlawed and doomed to nothingness.
Useless words I pronounced.Therefore suicide I committed
Time and again.In my life from now on
OnlyThe essential is permissible.
No more shall I pretend to beWhat I am not:
IGNORANCE. ```Desire-Sun makes me tremble.
Aspiration-Moon makes me dream.O Desire-Sun, in you
I have my silent death.O Aspiration-Moon, with you
I have my endless Life. ```My past is heavy with
The lifelessMeaning.
A frightened thoughtMy fast-approaching future
Is.I have the body and soul
Of hope completely in myThoughts.
I shout at the top of my lungs.My soul embodies the weight of
Despair.At last I am now learning the art of listening
To God’sVoice.
“Son, in your soulful silence isMy fruitful message,
My All.” ```I grant my seconds
No respite.Always in tornado-motion,
Always.My heart’s Cry, my soul’s
SmileAre my birthless teachings
Endless.They shall cover the world,
They shall.I foresaw the thirst and hunger of the
World.And here I bring the remedy:
Nectar-flood.I cry with man
AndSmile with God.
```Yes, I was deported
To a distantLand uncharted
By the eyeless hunger of ignorance-sea.A wait-and-see attitude
FailedTo breathe within my
Reality’s throes.Burning with impatience-noon
My dauntless vital horseFreed me from the sea
Of ignorance unplumbed.And now, here I remain,
HereIn the snow-capped core of
Silence,Alone, all alone, unchallenged,
Triumphant,Eternity’s pride, Lord eternal
Supreme. ```Every life is a rich
StorehouseOf experience.
I dare declare:We live not,
NOTIn an epoch of
Chaotic decay.I plumb the depths
Of lightAt each hush-gap.
Every life
Is a symbol ofPromise,
Streaming forth from a realmWhere
No one is a stranger, unwantedNone,
Where Love blossoms for the OneAnd Truth for the many.
```Soon
My earth-pilgrimage shallEnd.
Today, today I shallArouse
With my clarion callAll
The slumbering universalEyes.
I saw the light ofDay
With a world-message:“Each
Man is the Truth-Emperor ofLove.”
```The Master said in public:
“My hope and my faithAre centred in my young disciples.”
The old disciples groaned:“Master, good-bye.
We are leaving you for good.”The Master then said:
“My real disciples are thoseWho have denied themselves.”
The young disciples roared:“Master, we are leaving you, immediately.
We have done so much for you.Your shameless ungratefulness
Deserves us not.”Who remained?
Only children, Children of the Himalayan cavesFor the Transcendental Palace.
```I am happy
BecauseMy mind has forgotten how to
Calculate.I am happy
BecauseMy heart has forgotten how to
Hesitate.I am happy
BecauseMy life always knows how to
Tolerate. ```I steeled my nerves to brave God.
I strengthened my will to capture God.I stilled my mind to welcome God.
I emptied my heart to treasure God. ```Every minute inspires me
To attempt.Every hour perfects me
To ascend.Every day illumines me
To reach.In my attempt,
I have come to learn what I can be.In my ascension,
I have come to learn who I eternally Am.On my arrival,
God and I shall stop playing our age-longGame,
Hide-and-Seek. ```When my common sense
Was fast asleep,I lived in the animal kingdom.
I felt and filled my hungry abyss.When I surrendered
My common sense to my Inner Pilot,Peace-sea, sun-world, love-Heaven
At long lastDiscovered their permanence
In my God-hunger supreme. ```All my youthful hopes of blazing noon
Are smashed by calamity’s giant strokes.No ray of life to sustain my inner faith.
Grim necessity dare not command meTo sustain my outer belief.
I loved the throes of the human world.Indeed, a fatal love!
My reward is a magnificent disasterOf a universal tornado-character.
```I loved my life’s morning walks.
Hope-beauty led my eyes and guided my steps.I love my life’s midday runs.
Reality’s naked lifeHas sent uncertainty into destruction-exile.
I shall love my life’s evening stumblings.Life divine shall embrace the abyss of science.
Evening does not mark the end.Evening is the precursor of a purer
Dawn and a brighter sun.In my Heart-Dawn, my preparation shall begin.
In my Soul-Sun, my perfection shall bloom. ```A vivacious infant,
Each thoughtIn the vital world.
A helpless orphan,
Each thoughtIn the physical world.
A doubting youth,
Each thoughtIn the mental world.
A growing God,
Each thoughtIn the psychic world.
```No more am I the foolish customer
Of a dry, sterile, intellectual breeze.I shall buy only
The weaving visions of the emerald Beyond.My heart-tapestry
Shall capture the Himalayan SmilesOf my Pilot Supreme.
In the burial of my sunken mindIs the revival of my climbing heart.
In the burial of my deceased mindIs the festival of my all-embracing life.
```Heaven cries out: “Where is it?”
Earth cries out: “Where is it?”God cries out: “Where is it?”
Man smiles and asks: “What is it?”God, earth and Heaven cry:
“Gratitude, your gratitude.”Man says: “O earth, your choice deserves it not.
O Heaven, Your voice retains it not.O God, Your Forgiveness needs it not.
Never.” ```Man’s untiring groans of
Sharp accusationPierce the compassion-canopy
Of Heaven’s life.Heaven says:
“Man, what can I do?Yours are the talents that jump and run
Below the lowest standard of recommendationAt every place, always.
Break asunder your eternity’s lifeless isolation.Lose your existence in the many and become One.
Your tenebrous frustration-nightShall be dethroned by the ocean-deep delight
Of Victory’s Crown.” ```In my hermit heart
I dread noise and love silence.I have wrestled with heavy doubts
And now I wear victory’s crown.The length of my aspiring life
Is increasing fast, very fast.The length of my desiring life
Is becoming slender, very slender.Soon it will perish in the abyss
Of lifeless nothingness.In my hermit heart
God’s Compassion is invoked by me to sing,God’s Love is invited by me to play.
My heart of gratitude,My life of surrender
Will watch them sing and play. ```The body
Loves to be swayed by the wind of emotion.The vital
Loves the prickings of desire.The mind
Loves the confines of the finite.The heart
Loves to be in the galaxy of saints.The soul
Loves the life of unhorizoned vision-skies. ```I insulted
Danger, disaster and destructionBitterly.
They answeredMe with a shower of arrows
Immediately.I saw
Into the hollowness of their wildSchemes.
I shallUproot danger-disaster-destruction
TreesWith the easy
Ease of removing seedlings. ```It took me a long time
To settle up all my accountsWith hope.
Hope-flames gave birthTo the body of immortal
Frustration-chaos in me.O hope!
Before you were born,I ruled the Kingdom of dust and stone.
And now with you,I rule the Kingdom of self-delusion.
I am the King, the present saviour,Without
The presence of certainty’s smile. ```I long to be one
With the Dust of Your Feet.I long to be one
With the Smile of Your Eyes.I long to be one
With the Love of Your Heart.I long to be one
With the Oars of Your Boat.I long to be one
With the Glow of Your Promise.I long to be one
With the Flow of Your Life.I long to be one
With the Victory of Your Banner. ```His Compassion is
The cure of my body.His Vision is
The cure of my soul.My life owes
To His creative Will within me.My earthly role owes
To His ceaseless sun-vast Smiles.My Heavenly goal will owe
To Him for my permanent God-becoming. ```When the infernal gods came to me,
They brought with them their fatal love.When the oriental gods came to me,
They brought with them their soaring love.When the occidental gods came to me,
They brought with them their glowing love.When the supernal gods came to me,
They brought with them my long-lost forgotten self. ```O resplendent Sun,
Your core, my only haven.O unceasing sigh,
My breath, your only haven.O Victory’s golden wings,
Do carry me into the skies of nectar-love.O failure’s broken wings,
In me you have your perfect solace. ```My mother’s ageless grace
Waves in my heart’s starry skies.My father’s ageless face
Smiles inside the bubblesOf my human philosophy.
```I love the music of silence.
I love the breath of rottenness.I love the bliss of angels.
I love the body of chaos.O silence, you are my all.
O rottenness, you needMy constant attention.
O angels, my soaringHope shakes hands with
Your glowing smiles.O chaos, you prove to the
World at largeThe boundless power
Of my endless patience. ```When I love the steps of my thoughts,
My life becomes a series of calamities.When I love the flights of my will,
My life becomes a series of daring visions.When I love the boat of my life,
My life becomes the divine compeerOf perfection’s heights.
```My hope-boat is plying
Between uncertainty and frustration.My thought-boat is plying
Between disaster and destruction.My will-boat is plying
Between silence and sound.My life-boat is plying
Between beauty’s Shore and duty’s Goal. ```No more shall I speak
In self-defence.My disappointment in the world
Is hastening my God-appointment.Broken are my teeming earthly bonds.
Illumined is my climbing Heavenly heart. ```He is great.
He negates his train of passionBy voluntarily enjoying it.
She is great.
She negates her stream of insecurityBy voluntarily cherishing it.
God is great.
His Compassion forgives man and woman.God is great.
His Love hides them soulfully.God is great.
His Light liberates them unconditionally. ```Man’s mind is an eager searcher of space.
Man’s heart is a torch-bearer of God’s Grace.Man’s soul is the transformer of human contempt into divine praise.
Man’s God-life is the collector of the broken ones, the forsaken and forlorn. ```O my mind’s sunset,
Behold, my heart’s sunrise.O my heart’s sunrise,
You are travelling towards Light.Light shall unveil
Your Beloved, The Beloved.O my mind’s sunset,
Your vision has totally failed.Wonder and wander no more,
HomelessAnd
GodlessAnd
Lifeless. ```The human in me
Needs Crucifixion-night.The Divine in me
Needs Ascension-day.The Immortal in me
Needs Perfection-noon.And whom do I need?
I need God.
I need Ishwara.I need Adonai.
I need Lord.I need Ahurmazda.
I need Allah.I need Amitabha.
Many more, all, all
Inside the boundless Netof the Absolute Supreme.
```I have decided what I want.
I shall listen to the voice within.I believe
It is all-loving, all-fulfilling.I know
It is all-loving, all-fulfilling.And it is exactly so.
My belief is my power.My knowledge is my power.
I do the impossible becauseMy life of constant surrender
To the Will of the SupremeHas taught me how.
```I don’t read a book.
I study it!I don’t study a book.
I love it!I don’t love a book.
I just become it!I know there is only one book:
God’s Reality.I know there is only one reader:
God’s Vision.I know there is only one enjoyer:
God the eternal Child. ```There is something.
What is it?Realisation?
I had it.There is something.
What is it?Revelation?
I am achieving it.There is something.
What is it?Manifestation?
I don’t have it.I need it.
Like me,
Another beggar needs it.Who is He?
He, the Father of the Big Heart.
He, the Son of the Big Eye. ```O height of understanding,
I want you not.O height of becoming,
I want you.O height of oneness,
I am you.In me you see the smile of
Here.In you I see the smile of
Now.Here eventually becomes.
Now eternally is. ```To see the face of joy
He went along with the world.No joy.
To see the face of joy
He adapted himself to wishes of others.No joy.
To see the face of joy
He allowed others to out-talk him.No joy.
To see the face of joy
He fasted for two long weeks.No joy.
To see the face of joy
He denied himself even an iota of human love.No joy.
To see the face of joy
He entered into the zone of silence.No joy.
Finally a little bird whispered:
“Joy on earth no longer is.Prepare yourself for the world Beyond
Where joy is married to Eternity’s Life.” ```His is the life of a miracle-maker.
He started with himself.Himself he loved.
Himself he caught.Himself he taught.
He has started teaching.
Nobody passes through him unchanged.His life is a constant movement upward and inward.
Doctrine he has none.His Heavenly beauty and God
Live under the same roof.His earthly duty and God
Live in the same room. ```I wish to live in His shadow.
Why?Because His heart of deeds
Gets priorityOver His mind of thoughts.
I wish to live in His shadow.
Why?Because His one single smile
Is fraught with more meaningThan
All the sermons of the world collected together.I wish to live in His shadow.
Why?Because His Silence is the Source
Of my countless freedom-deeds. ```To think of Her
Is to become a chosen instrument of God.To meditate on Her
Is to reach the heights of Paradise unchallenged.To see Her
Is to sit on Infinity’s Transcendental Throne.To feel Her
Is to become Immortality’s Bliss. ```The date of his birth is controversial.
The soul of the earth says:“He was born on August 27, 1931.”
The heart of the earth says:
“He was born on August 30, 1931.”The vital of the earth says:
“He was born on August 27, 1936.”The mind of the earth says:
“He was born on August 27, 1938.”The body of the earth says:
“He was born on August 27, 1950.”God says:
“He was born twice:Once before the beginning of Life
in the Heart of Silence,Once after the end of Death
in the Head of Sound.” ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 1, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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