Poetry

Revelation

No more my heart shall sob or grieve.
My days and nights dissolve in God's own Light.
Above the toil of life, my soul
Is a Bird of Fire winging the Infinite.

I have known the One and His secret Play,
And passed beyond the sea of Ignorance-Dream.
In tune with Him, I sport and sing;
I own the golden Eye of the Supreme.

Drunk deep of Immortality,
I am the root and boughs of a teeming vast.
My Form I have known and realised.
The Supreme and I are one; all we outlast.

– Sri Chinmoy ¹

Selected poems

• The Golden Flute
• The Absolute
• Immortality
• Apocalypse
• Revelation
• I Remember
• The Pilgrims of the Lord Supreme
• Sweet, Sweeter, Sweetest
• My Name, My Age, My Home
• Another Day
• A Little
• The Supreme
• Between Nothingness and Eternity

Other collections of poetry by Sri Chinmoy

• My Flute
• Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants
• Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees
• The Dance of Life at Sri Chinmoy Poetry

Further reading

• Sri Chinmoy Poetry.com

References