O my Boat, O my Boatman,
O message of Transcendental Delight,Carry me.
My heart is thirsty and hungry,And it is fast asleep at the same time.
Carry my heart to the other shore.The dance of death I see all around.
The thunder of destruction indomitable I hear.O my inner Pilot, You are mine,
You are the Ocean of Compassion infiniteIn You I lose myself,
My all in You I lose. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,My Flute, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1972
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