The veteran to the Immortal
Not out of fearI weep when I of Thee do speak,
   But out of joy,
O Grace supreme, unmeasured Peak!
   Though Death looms large,
Thou with the Immortal's ecstasy
   Holdest my heart.
I plunge in Thy Infinity.
SAI 37. (1956)↩
Chinmoy, Sri Aurobindo: The Infinite, Agni Press, New York, 1997
