314. A LONG-TREASURED THOUGHT

O Lord Supreme,
You are my possibility-Heaven.
You are my inevitability-manifestation.

      O Lord Supreme,
In You I never have a thought.
But today I offer You a long-treasured thought:
    I need You, I constantly need You,
Badly and sleeplessly.
Sri Chinmoy, Transcendence-Perfection, Agni Press, New York, 1975