While others are fond of sleeping,
He is fond of working.While others are fond of working,
He is fond of serving.While others are fond of serving,
He is fond of self-giving.While others are fond of self-giving,
God is planning to create another GodInside his perfection-being.
```To consecrate soulfully
Is to construct beautifully.To construct beautifully
Is to keep ignorance-door shut firmly. ```O sweet touch of silence-peace,
My bleeding heart loves you,My dying life needs you.
You are so beautiful.Can you not become swift, too?
```Yesterday
You satisfied ignorance-kingBy serving him unreservedly.
Today
You are satisfying wisdom-kingBy serving him unreservedly and unconditionally.
Tomorrow
You will satisfy your Beloved SupremeBy serving Him unreservedly and unconditionally,
Plus sleeplessly. ```How strong is prayer?
An insincere seeker will tell youHow strong his prayer is,
Only to fool you unconsciously.A sincere seeker will tell you
How strong his prayer is,Only to illumine you immediately.
```O my hope,
Where are you?Can you not see me
Inside the despair-grave?O my hope,
Where are you?Can you not grant me someday
The helmet of protectionAnd the crown of satisfaction?
Hope, my hope! ```All the evil forces
Are hovering near you,And you are whispering in cowardice.
Cast aside your cowardly lethargy!Celestial glory will once more
Be all yours. ```You have a strong hope.
You have a firm faith.You have a stark arrow in hand.
Who else can be the changerOf world history?
```A desire-man
Is a dreamer.An aspiration-man
Is a builder.A realisation-man
Is a God-lover.A God-man
Is the bringer ofA new creation,
A new harmony,A new perfection.
```You exerted your divine oneness-power
But, alas, they misunderstood you.They deserted your love divine.
Now who is the loser?Whose loss is beyond repair?
Perhaps by this time they know it,Or before it is too late,
They will know it. ```Because of venom-doubt,
You have lost your life-security.Because of venom-doubt,
You have lost your heart-beauty.Because of venom-doubt,
You have forgotten your nectar-song.Because of venom-doubt,
You will never be able to claim God.Because of venom-doubt,
You will never be ableTo enjoy God-harvest from the Deep.
```You have fallen
From surrender-tree.You cannot climb up
Devotion-tree any more.Love-tree does not want
Even to see you,For you have time and again
Disappointed love-treeBy climbing earthbound desire-banyan tree.
```Aspiration summoned the three sleepers,
Body, vital and mind,And said to them,
“I shall not fail you.You must not quit.
You and I shall treasureGod-realisation
Beyond surmise.” ```This world has hurled
Not one, not two, but threeInsults at me:
“You do not love God!We do not need you!
We are totally sick of you!” ```O my Lord Supreme,
Grant me inner beautyInstead of doubt,
Grant me outer beautyInstead of power,
Grant me oneness-satisfaction,Both here on earth and there in Heaven,
Instead of victory-tower. ```To make yourself happy,
Be what you have:Aspiration-flame.
To make God happy,
Be what you are:Dedication-lamp.
To make both yourself and God happy,
Become what you have to become:Illumination-sun.
```FF 416-435. These twenty poems were written on 31 October 1979 on the trip from Madras to Bombay.↩
You tell me that
Your physical beauty is poison.I tell you, give it up.
You don’t need it!You tell me that
Your vital impurity is poison.I tell you, give it up.
You don’t need it!You tell me that
Your mental insecurity is poison.I tell you, give it up.
You don’t need it!You tell me that
Your psychic uncertainty is poison.I tell you, give it up.
You don’t need it! ```Who is happy?
Not the puny princess.Who is happy?
Not the weak prince.Who is happy?
Not the jealous queen.Who is happy?
Not the insecure king. ```The twentieth century
Is floodedWith self-styled Master-rogues.
The twentieth century
Is floodedWith monster disciple-fools.
```Lord, I am crying
Because You are sleeping.Lord, I am sleeping
Because You are not caring.Lord, I am not caring
Because You are ignoring.Lord, I am ignoring
Because You are not smiling. ```An interesting question:
Where is God?An inspiring question:
What is God doing?An illumining question:
Who is God?A fulfilling question:
Who else’s love do I need,If not God’s alone?
```Before the race,
The marathon was temptationWhich I cleverly called
My aspiration.After the race,
The marathon is frustrationWhich I trickily call
My dedication. ```Your heart-room is unlit.
ThereforeYour mind’s capacities
Are deplorably unfit. ```Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude!
To teach me how to love GodYou have come to me
From my aspiration-heart’s amplitude.Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude!
To teach me how to love GodYou have come to me
From my illumination-soul’s infinitude. ```Don’t try to make God
Into your image.He will please you,
But your ignorance-choiceWill make you suffer
Far beyond your imagination’s flightDuring your darkness-enjoying journey.
```On my priority-list
Two slaves will playMost significant roles:
My surrender-life will beGod’s unconditional slave;
My desire life will beEarth’s transformed slave.
```Just a quick reminder to meditate.
Meditate soulfully;You will conquer ignorance-night
Easily.Just a quick reminder to meditate.
Meditate unconditionally;You will gain the Lord Supreme
Everlastingly. ```Everyone knows your great secret:
You have the longest strideIn your aspiration-life.
Your stride embodiesLove selfless,
Devotion spotless,Surrender sleepless.
```Man and machine.
Man asks for quantity.Machine has it.
Man wants to build.
Machine says, “It is all done.”Man asks for help in every sphere of life.
Machine says, “What have I been doingSave and except that very thing?”
```Man blames fate.
Fate blames the stars.The stars blame
The desire-ambition-man.Man blames the invisible God.
```Hope never retreats.
Faith never delays.Love never sleeps.
Devotion never doubts.Surrender never fails.
```My Eternity’s Lord Supreme,
Three tearful prayers:Reinspire my heart-cry,
Rebuild my hope-tower,Replenish my gratitude-cup.
```Stop shouting!
The Creator is coming.Stop shouting!
The creation is crying.Stop shouting!
I am preparing —Preparing myself for God’s
Complete Satisfaction. ```The secret of divine education:
Do not look back.Your forgotten, hungry wolf-life
Will immediately devour you.The secret of divine education:
Be sleeplessly on the alert.Your ego-life can easily
Keep growing without nourishment. ```Ambition is hard work
In the desire-world.Ambition is quick elevation
In the aspiration-world.Ambition is slow but certain perdition
In the realisation-world. ```Life is an experience.
This experience helps us learnUltimately
The message of God-LightAnd helps us unlearn
EventuallyThe message of ignorance-night.
```436-445. These ten poems were written on 1 November 1979 on the trip from Bombay to Delhi.↩
His is a life
Mostly spent in making mistakes.But his hallowed hunger for God-Love
Will eventuallyNot only rectify and justify
But also glorifyAll his unavoidable mistakes.
```Not to learn, but to unlearn,
Ignorance-fulfilment-lesson.Not to unlearn, but to learn,
Always to learn,God-Satisfaction-Lesson.
```Take ego-horse out,
You will be happy.Bring humility-lamb in,
You will be happy.Take failure-hare out,
You will be happy.Bring victory-turtle in,
You will be happy. ```My Lord Supreme,
Whether You like it or not,I shall come to You daily.
Whether You like it or not,I shall tease You smilingly.
Whether You like it or not,I shall place You on my shoulders surprisingly.
```I ask only for two favours,
My sweet Lord:That You will not forgive me
Unless and until I begFor Your Forgiveness-Grace;
That I shall never againAppreciate ignorance-face.
```What does Heaven need?
Heaven needs to conquerThe pride of its monster-indifference.
What does earth need?
Earth needs to conquerThe life of its ignorance-sea.
```Because of his good heart,
Divinity was persuaded to become smallAnd humanity was inspired to become big
By Eternity’s Lord Supreme. ```A good place to begin:
My soul’s soulful nest.A good place to continue:
My heart’s psychic core.A good place to transform:
My mind’s mental chamber. ```Education never stops.
Self-transcendence never stops.Perfection never stops.
Alas, only one thingNot only stops but never properly begins:
Divine gratitude-flamesIn human life.
```Forgive,
You will have happiness.Forget,
You will have satisfaction.Forgive and forget,
You will have everlasting peaceWithin and without.
```446-460. These fifteen poems were written on the flight from Delhi to Frankfurt on 1 November 1979↩
Hope discovered America.
America has discovered promise.Promise will discover Fulfilment supreme
In Perfection divine. ```No preparation, no attempt.
No attempt, no progress.No progress, no perfection.
No perfection, no satisfaction. ```Man’s sincere desire:
Grasp, possess and enjoy quickly.The soul’s sincere desire:
Aspire, offer and enjoy eternally. ```You will appreciate
Your aspiration-lifeOnly after you are strangled
By the ceaseless and ruthless desire-life.Indeed, this is humanity’s deplorable
But unfortunately common experience. ```Science and technology
Are for the desire-fulfilmentOf humanity.
Spirituality and yoga
Are for the betterment and enlightenmentOf humanity.
```Permanent happiness you wanted.
Unending sorrow you have got.Why?
Why?Because you love your earth-reality
In your own wayAnd not in God’s own Way.
```Man first came to know of God
When religion-flames aroseFrom humanity’s crying
And tearing heart. ```Who first saw God?
Who else if not you?You are another God,
Only with anotherVision-Reality.
```Indeed,
Science is man’sBreath-taking advance.
Indeed,
Spirituality is God’sBreath-immortalising romance.
```Keep doing the right thing.
God Himself will goAnd collect the gratitude-buds
That the world owes you. ```My Lord Supreme,
Do give me the capacityTo love the Body-Reality of Your creation
In exactly the same wayThat I have been loving
The Soul-Immortality of Your Vision. ```There was a time
When my aspiration-life and IWere misapprehended.
And now what is happening?My realisation-life and I
Are being misrepresented. ```You fool, don’t allow science
To replace your spirituality!In comparison to your vast spirituality,
Science is a baby balloonThat can and will burst at any moment.
```You fool, don’t allow philosophy
To replace your Beloved Lord!In comparison to your Lord Supreme,
Philosophy is blind,The worst beggar-poltroon.
```Innocence untouched
Is your heart.Experience detached
Is your soul.```
FF 461-463. These three poems were written on the flight from Frankfurt to London on 1 November 1979.↩
What you need
Is a flower-like heartAnd
A child-like prayerTo free yourself
From the narrow pathOf your blighting and blighted mind.
```Soul, my sweet soul,
Why are you in tears?Is it because, of late,
I have been welcoming death?Is it because, of late,
Ceaseless suffering has conquered me,My all?
```Courage is, indeed,
A kind of beauty.But because you have
A faint courage,You are nothing more than
A mortal beauty.```
FF 464-500. These thirty-seven poems were written on 1 November 1979 while en route from London to New York↩
My heart-home is a place
Full of silence-peace.In front of my heart-home
Are two giant trees:God’s Compassion-Tree
AndGod’s Forgiveness-Tree.
```Your holy steps
Have saved my fettered life.Your holy steps
Have released my encaged soul. ```The bright eye of the outer sun
May torture my outer vision,But the intense light of the inner sun
Illumines my heart,Liberates my life,
Fulfils my soul. ```What you always have:
A fountain of flames.What you always are:
A flower of purity. ```Indeed, the choice
Of humanity’s Divinity is perfect.It desires to see
All seekers living togetherAs good members
Of a single world-community. ```If I am great,
Then it is all the result of my disciples’Constant self-dedication.
If I am good,Then it is all the result of my Lord’s
Constant Self-giving. ```His deviation from the right path
Is not a passing phase.Salvation-liberation-perfection
Will remain for himA far, very far, cry.
```Lord, my Lord, I love You
Not because You have all Power,Not because I need a special favour,
But because You are my Master-FriendAnd my Supreme Love.
```While hearing about Your supreme Deeds,
I am happy, my sweet Lord.While singing Your summit-praises,
I am happy, my great Lord. ```Soulfully I am able
To place myself at Your Feet.Therefore I am really happy,
If not grateful.Constantly I am able
To think of You.Therefore I am exceedingly happy,
If not grateful. ```Prayer-power is incalculable;
It moves mountains easily.Prayer-glory is ineffable;
It works miracles regularly. ```Lord, I need only one favour
From You.Do accept my heart’s surrender-delight
Quickly —If possible, immediately.
```Exorbitant pride has taken away
Your mind’s equipoise.Your heart is now full
Of turbulent noise.Ask your heart’s mounting flames
Soulfully and devotedlyTo bring you back your mind’s
Lost wealth.I assure you, your silver request
Will meet with immediate approval. ```My Lord’s Compassion
AndMy life’s emancipation
Live in each other’s hearts.My soulful gratitude
Is the eye-witness. ```Although you do not need God,
Although you do not love God,Although you hate God,
You will not be deniedYour Western salvation
AndMy Eastern liberation.
```Lovers are sufferers.
Sufferers are workers.Workers are builders.
Builders are transformers of the oldAnd pioneers of the new.
```No peace for you,
No satisfaction for you,Unless you give me
The chance to uplift youFrom the morass
Of your dogmatic empiricism. ```There can be no other choice
Than to live for the Lord in man,Willingly or unwillingly,
Happily or tearfully,Lovingly or otherwise.
```Science, my friend,
Be serious and sincereOnce and for all!
What do you want?“I want the truth
Through the accumulationOf knowledge-light.”
Thank you, my friend.
```Spirituality, my friend,
Do you really need anything?“I need, I need, I need
The Absolute TruthThrough the accumulation
Of perfection-progress.”Thank you, my friend.
```Who is not a past master
Of preaching,Who?
Who practises what he preaches,
Who?Who loves God the Justice
More than he loves God the Compassion,Who?
```Not enough, not enough,
If the spirituality-lessonIs merely learnt
From books and philosophers.It must be translated
Into regular practice,It must be lived
In its pristine form. ```Music is
Entertainment.Music is
Enlightenment.Music is
The animal bark of man.Music is
The God-Song And God-Dance for man. ```Modern music
Is the stark combinationOf volcano-sounds.
The animal in usUnreservedly loves it.
The human in usUnavoidably accepts it.
The Divine in usImmediately rejects it.
```Music knows no frontiers.
It is free all-where.Its contribution to emotional integration,
Human and divine,Can never be fathomed.
```Keep up your God-promise
For God-realisation.The overwhelming odds will soon kiss the dust
Of your lightning-feet. ```Since yours is the firm resolve
Not to surrender to temptation-night,Your Himalayan victory
Has already been celebratedIn the inner world.
```Lord Supreme,
You are tired of my unchanging stupidity.But I have gone one step farther.
I am sick of my life’sImpossible futility.
```Offering worship to You,
I am so happy,My Lord.
I am also happyBecause this happiness of mine
Nobody can steal. ```You fool!
You believeOr you fool yourself into believing
That you and God are ancient rivals. ```Lord, my friendship with You
Makes my life sure.Lord, my oneness with You
Makes my heart pure. ```Be careful, be careful!
You may be caught once moreIn the snare of temptation-night.
Be careful, be careful!
You may be caught once moreIn the snare of intellect-height.
```Image-worship is not meant for you,
True.But do not declare
It is not meant for everyone.Do not be unrealistic,
Do not be unreasonable. ```God is everywhere.
He is in everything.He is everything.
You want to discard these sublime realisationsWhich have reigned supreme
Down the sweep of centuries?God will definitely bless you
And your supremely ridiculous discovery. ```Illumining is my prostration
At Your Lotus-Feet.Fulfilling is my long-desired servility
Under You, my Lord! ```Lord, I don’t need salvation,
I don’t need liberation.What I need is Your Compassion-Ocean.
What I need is Your Forgiveness-Sun. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 5, Agni Press, 1979
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