Who am I?
A completely long lost tornado-speed.Yesterday my supremely uncooperative body
Ran the New York Marathon.The lightning-arrows of anxieties
And worries did not attack me.I must say, they have
AlwaysBeen very kind to me.
They do not knock at my heart’s door.No, not even by mistake!
But cramps,My unfailing friends, came and
Shook hands with me gentlyEven before I had covered eleven miles.
Usually they come to befriend meAt the eighteenth mile.
But this time, after fifteen miles,They desired to lavish
Infinitely more affection on me.So they embraced me most avidly
And most powerfully.Alas, alas!
From fifteen miles on,I dragged my ill-fated body,
At times with my compassion-smiles,At times with my frustration-cries.
To my great joy and sublime relief,The worst possible nightmare
Finally endedAt the end of twenty-six miles.
One marathon-world
Leads me into another marathon-world.To satisfy this new marathon-world,
Or to be satisfied by this new one, will beInfinitely — I really mean it —
More difficult.For here it is not just twenty-six miles
and 385 yards to run,But to sow the seeds
Of ten thousand flaming flower-poemsWhich at long last I shall place
Devotedly, unreservedly and unconditionallyAt the Compassion-Feet
Of my Beloved Supreme.```
FF 1-70. These seventy poems were written on a Pan Am flight to Japan on 22 October 1979.↩
Hurry up, my body!
Are you not ashamedOf your lethargy-night?
Hurry up, my vital!
Are you not ashamedOf your aggression-fight?
Hurry up, my mind!
Are you not ashamedOf your doubt-poison?
Hurry up, my heart!
Are you not ashamedOf your timidity-insecurity?
```Days pass by.
No success-height.Days pass by.
No progress-light.Days pass by.
No perfection-delight. ```My mind is afraid
To feel anything.My heart is afraid
To discuss anything.My soul is afraid
To manifest anything.And I am afraid
To like anything. ```The tears of Mother Earth
Make my life pure.The smiles of Father Heaven
Make my heart sure. ```Yesterday
You defeated yourselfBecause
You did not try.Today
You are defeating yourselfBecause
You are not crying.Tomorrow
You will defeat yourselfBecause
You will not be living. ```A tree is the seeker’s
Prayer-cry.A flower is the seeker’s
Meditation-smile.A fruit is the seeker’s
Realisation-song. ```Inside my sound-life
I realise how weak I am.Inside my silence-life
I discover that God’s God-PowerIs my other name.
```God is not discouraged
AlthoughYou are an unthinkable fool.
God is not discouraged
AlthoughYou are an unspeakable rogue.
God is not discouraged
AlthoughYou are an unbelievable failure.
```A small trouble:
I do not think of God.A big trouble:
God does not think of me.A small fear:
I do not love God.A big fear:
God does not love me. ```A tamed mind
Can do anything.It can even think
Of the Compassion-GodAnd the perfection-life.
```A woman’s pride:
Beauty-revelation.A man’s pride:
Power-multiplication.Earth’s pride:
Tolerance-height.Heaven’s pride:
Satisfaction-delight. ```What you need is another moon
To reveal you.What you need is another sun
To fulfil you. ```My journey’s companion:
A silence-world.My journey’s goal:
God’s Heaven-blossoms. ```Mine is the life that cries
In man’s binding chains.Mine is the heart that flies
In God’s liberating reins. ```In the field of frustration
My desire-life grows.In the sea of satisfaction
My aspiration-life glows. ```The miracle of my sound-life:
It can chase God.The miracle of my silence-life:
It can embrace God. ```The first fever
Of my human life:God does not think of me.
The last fever
Of my human life:I have not loved God.
```Your aspiration-life
Has drowned the power of death.Your realisation-life
Shall turn you into another God. ```My aching urgency
Has helped me seeGod’s unseen Feet.
You are not an inferior flame.Like me, you too are meant
To be a God-loverAnd
A God-seer. ```True, today you are
An infant and inferior God.But tomorrow
You can and you willBe a mature and superior God.
```My first gift to God:
My sincerity-awareness.God’s last gift to me:
His ever-transcendingOneness-Satisfaction.
```Yesterday
My thought-freed mindWas a God-seeker.
Today
My crying heartIs a God-lover.
Tomorrow
My faithful lifeShall be a God-server.
```Humanity,
Try not to rob my heart.My heart has already been robbed
By my Lord’s Compassion-FeetAnd
Forgiveness-Heart. ```Competition-separation
Does not find himEither here or there
Or elsewhere.Affection-perfection
Finds himHere and there
And all-where. ```O my beloved Eternity,
Do not forget me.From this moment on, I shall always
Remember you.O my beloved Infinity,
Do not desert me.From this moment on, I shall always
Love you.O my beloved Immortality,
Do not disown me.From this moment on, I shall always
Claim you. ```Ambition-noon
Finds him.Therefore,
Affection-moonDoes not know him.
```You have lost
Your beloved Satisfaction-GodBecause
You have overfedYour insistent ambition-horse.
```Because
You have a sunlit mindYou are destined
To become a moonlit heart. ```I have made a solemn promise
To myself:Next time
I see my Beloved Supreme,I shall beg Him
To build me a new little heartAnd totally destroy
My proud, giant mind. ```He is God’s.
God loves himIn planetary sweep.
His heart is a perpetual surpriseTo changing and unchanging,
To loving and unlovingMankind.
```Beauty born of life
Has deepened my love.Beauty born of death
Has deepened my wisdom. ```Obsession is not love.
Possession is not love.Compulsion is not love.
Surrender-fulnessIn oneness-light
Is alone love. ```Prayers
Are made of tears.Meditations
Are made of smiles.Realisation
Is made of surrender-perfections. ```Two things I immensely enjoy:
A sleepless perfectionAnd
A dreamless satisfaction. ```I like man the God
To succeed daily.I love God the man
To proceed constantly. ```Your very life
Is a sly deception.How do you expect
Even an iotaOf your Master’s Compassion-Salvation?
```My desire-life
Wants to possessThe telescope of time.
My aspiration-life
Likes GodTo keep it always with Him
And always use it,Him to please in His own Way.
```Because of your ocean-greed
You have lost your real need,Your only need:
God-satisfaction. ```Too poor for God:
Your mountain-pride.Too poor for man:
Your fountain-surrender. ```I am dying to see God.
God is seriously planningTo meet me.
What, then, delays our meeting?Alas, my surrender-smile.
```Impossibility does not
Discourage me.Each night I dream of God-realisation.
Impossibility does not
Dishearten me.Each day I plan for God-manifestation.
```Although
God loves him,He is his heart’s sorrow.
AlthoughGod blesses him,
He is his life’s failure.Why?
Why?Why?
Because he has notChanged his name
Into love-devotion-surrender. ```Poor little heart,
Do not cry.I have come to you
With a rising rainbow.Poor little heart,
Do not cry.I have come to you
With my beloved Father’sFountain-Flow.
```Because
He loves the ascending earth,God has given him
His Eternity’s Strength.Because
He loves the descending Heaven,God has given him
His Infinity’s Length. ```God loves her
More than He loves me.Alas!
Alas!God does not love me any more.
Alas!Alas!
My last and only resortIs my sincerity-security-light.
```God cares for him
More than He cares for me.Alas!
Alas!God does not care for me any more.
Alas!Alas!
My last and only resortIs my humility-purity-height.
```Slowly the mind
Becomes clean.Steadily the heart
Becomes pure.Unconditionally the soul
Manifests the Supreme.Supremely our Beloved Supreme
Fulfils HimselfIn and through His creation-child.
```The best in man
Is his gratitude-flame.The worst in man
Is his insurmountableIngratitude-mountain.
```I have lost my patience-seed.
I have lost my flower-heart.I have lost my satisfaction-soul.
All this is dueTo my deplorably stupid jealousy.
```The call of America
Turned the timid catInto a roaring lion.
The love-blessing of America
Has turned the lionInto a choice and fond lamb.
```The stories told by my soul’s delight
Are difficult to believe.The stories told by my heart’s pangs
Are impossible to believe. ```Ignorance and incompetence:
Two inseparable friends.Wisdom and competence:
Two inseparable friendsPlus
Eternity’s perfection-friends. ```Finally,
Truth is on the march.Finally,
I can declare God’s Victory.Finally,
I shall see my Lord Supreme smiling. ```Clutching the last hope-ray
I seekPerfection-light,
Satisfaction-delight,Within, without.
```He took up death’s challenge and declared:
“Earth-life is notMan’s failure-night.
Heaven-life is descendingWith satisfaction-delight.”
```My human business
Is to know the right thingAnd
Do the right thing.God’s Divine Business
Is to forget my past,Forgive my present
AndGrant hope to my future.
```The great reality,
Above.The good reality,
Below.The vast reality,
Within.The supreme Reality,
Within, without,Below, above.
```Human life
Is the slave of fear.Divine life
Is the courage of freedom-sphere. ```My mind
Is tired of its supremacy.My heart
Can never be tired of its intimacy. ```Yesterday
Imitation was my ignorance-nourishment.Today
Limitation is my bondage-increment.Tomorrow
Aspiration will be my freedom-announcement. ```Sooner than the soonest,
The blossom of your Heaven-fameYou will see all around.
Just once and for allYour wild mind tame!
```The pure hour of prayer
Awakens the sleeping man in me.The sure Hour of God
Feeds the starving God in me. ```The searching heart of earth
Will one day become soulful.The beckoning hand of Heaven
Will the same dayBecome fruitful.
```O my poor body,
Your marathon runWas not a bad mistake.
ButYour lack of marathon fun
Is, indeed, a sad mistake. ```God’s unconditional pardon
I do not deserve.Man’s regular prosecution
I do not deserve, either. ```A God-knower Master
Helps me to standOn Eternity’s Shore,
Helps me to openImmortality’s Door
AndHelps me to enter
Infinity’s Core. ```In human nature
There is somethingWhich everyone knows:
Bondage-bite.In human nature
There is also somethingWhich practically nobody knows:
Freedom-kite. ```To teach humanity how to love,
I must first becomeGod’s choice dove
And always soar above. ```The world’s most desperate needs:
A crying heart,A self-giving life,
A God-becoming soul. ```Why not take a chance!
Be a climbing cryOr
A running smile.I assure you,
God is awaitingYour great arrival
At the end of both roads.```
FF 71-100. These thirty poems were written in the Tokyo Prince Hotel, Tokyo, on 23 October 1979.↩
Spread your cheerfulness.
God’s Love you will feelInfinitely more.
Deepen your soulfulness.
God’s Satisfaction you will feelInfinitely more.
```This is the message I have heard
From the lips of rank fools:Man can hide
If he wants to;God cannot abide
Although He wants to. ```A simple truth:
God is.A brief message:
God loves me.A deep realisation:
I am of God aloneAnd
I am for God alone. ```A full harvest of peace
I collectedThe day I realised
That neither earth’s great hungerNor Heaven’s good feast
Desires my eager presence. ```The road from heart to heart
Has perfection-treesWith satisfaction-fruits
On either side.I have all along seen it.
```I live for You alone,
My Lord of Compassion Supreme.I live in You alone,
My Lord of Satisfaction Supreme. ```To reach God’s Height
I have discoveredA secret way:
I just touch the lowest man’sFilthiest feet.
```Who lives above me?
Certainly not my Beloved Supreme.Who lives below me?
Certainly not my Beloved Supreme.Who lives inside me?
Who else if not my Beloved Supreme! ```Three are the false excuses:
Sorry, I have no time.Alas, I am not ready.
Surely God does not care for me;Therefore, why should I...?
```True sacrifice glows.
True happiness flows.True perfection grows.
True gratitude sows. ```Three times God will allow you
To speak with authority:If you know the Truth,
If you have the Light,If you are the Sea of Peace.
```Heaven descends
When I consciouslyAnd soulfully serve.
Earth ascends
When I unreservedlyAnd unconditionally love.
```Two
Are my secret wishes:I shall show God
Man’s transformation-head,I shall show man
God’s Compassion-Feet. ```Only one stride ahead:
God’s Compassion.Only two strides ahead:
My transformation.Only three strides ahead:
God’s Satisfaction-SmileAnd
My gratitude-cry. ```A dreamless night
Grants an unpromising day.A sleepless night
Grants a sickening day. ```A wild sound-call from below
Frightens me,My entire being.
A perfect silence-call from Above
Enlightens me,My all.
```I took my failure-life
As my secret rehearsal.I take my success-life
As my open and free performance. ```I barter my aspiration-cry
With humanity’s indifference-sky.Why am I such a fool?
Indeed, this is the lesson supremeI have learnt in my Lord’s
Compassion-Forgiveness-Perfection-Satisfaction-School. ```Selflessness means
Freedom-dream.Closeness means
Freedom-reality.Oneness means
Freedom-Immortality. ```The symphony of mental clouds
Always has the same message:Human life is doomed
To dine with ignorance-night. ```Everything in life grows,
Then goes;But not my God-realisation.
It grows only to glow,It glows only to grow,
And it never, never goes. ```Not beyond man’s possibility
Is God-realisation.Not beyond earth’s possibility
Is earth-transformation.Not beyond my possibility
Is my Himalayan self-transcendence. ```My life is burning out.
I see no boatman.My life is burning out.
I see no boat.My life is burning out.
I see no life-river.Alas, alas!
Nowhere my three old, good friendsAre to be found.
```Material things age and ache.
Spiritual things grow and glow.And my God-hunger
Is a birthless and deathless thing. ```I do not interfere in God’s Affairs.
Every day I let HimCreate a new world.
God does not interfere in my affairsEither.
Every day He lets meDestroy an old world.
```An idle desire awakens
The ignorance-prince in me.An idle thought destroys
My heart’s inner beauty-worldAnd
My life’s outer duty-world. ```Life is lovely.
Therefore I live.Prayer is lovely.
Therefore I pray.Creation is lovely.
Therefore I love. ```Nothing is equal
To my God-need.Nothing is equal
To my God-satisfaction.My aspiration-world
Is sleeplessly cryingTo enter into
My God-realisation-world. ```O my narrow faith,
How long am I supposed to liveIn your tiny hole?
I am suffocating, I am dying.Leave me alone!
Just for a secondI wish to enjoy
The Universal Breath of my Beloved Supreme. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 1, Agni Press, 1979
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