The Wings of Poetry
|Poetry has always been Sri Chinmoy's first choice, as a natural medium for expressing mystical experience. His poems express a broad range of spiritual emotion, from the doubts and fears of the wavering pilgrim to the blissful realisations of the illumined master.
No mind, no form, I only exist;
A realm of Bliss bare, ultimate;
I have crossed the secret ways of life,
My spirit aware of all the heights,
The Pilgrims of the Lord Supreme.
We are the Pilgrims of the Lord Supreme
In recent years Sri Chinmoy has turned increasingly to aphorisms - short prayerful evocations of deep inner truth. Deceptively simple upon first reading, absorbing these aphorisms fully is a meditative act in itself.
|God's first Smile was born
The day humanity awoke
To His Light.
| Be kind, be all sympathy,
For each and every human being
Is forced to fight against himself.
At the time of his passing in October 2007, Sri Chinmoy was more than half-way through completing a collection of 77,000 aphorisms entitled Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees.