I tell the truth. The world is hurt. I tell a lie. God is hurt. What am I to do? Silence. I must live in silence and become the smiling breath of silence. Lo, the world loves me, and God blesses me.
Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970
Where joy is wanting, love is wanting. Where love is wanting, everything is wanting. Where Truth is, Fulfilment is there. Where Fulfilment is, God is there, there alone.
Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970
“I do not compete with the world. I compete with my ignorance. I do not compare myself with the world. I compare myself with my soul’s perfection. I do not cooperate with the world’s stupidity. I cooperate with my heart’s purest sincerity.”
Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970
As you spend your money-power
Carefully,
Even so, spend your thought-power
Cautiously.
Each thought embraces
An atom bomb.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
May my peace-hunger
Every day, every hour,
Every minute, every second
Increase in measureless measure.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
How difficult it is
To come out of temptation-territory,
But a genuine seeker
Definitely can come out of it.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
God’s Compassion-Eye
Is all-where.
Only our awareness
Is missing.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
Each illumining Whisper from God
Shows my gratitude-heart
How to walk along Eternity’s Road.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
Devotion is needed
In boundless measure
To illumine my mind’s
Darkness-abyss.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
We came into the world
To fight for Mother Earth
Against her countless enemies.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
If you want God to dine with you,
Never, never,
Even for a fleeting second,
Whine.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
Kindness and concern
Always find the shortest way
At the fastest speed
To God.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
God asks me to shut up
When I criticise ruthlessly
His beloved creation.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
My heart can never understand
Why my mind, vital and body
Are so attached
To the fleeting finite.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
A true meditation
Teaches us how to live
Without any expectation.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
Unless a seeker listens to
His heart-whispers,
He will make no spiritual progress.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
Mine is the wisdom-light
That tells me to ask
Not for a lighter burden,
But for a stronger heart.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
Without the Grace-Power,
Everything is out of reach.
With the Grace-Power,
Everything is within easy reach.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
A heart flooded with poise
Can alone take me
Beyond the horizons
Of my sleepless sorrow.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
The human life is nothing
But
A prison of misunderstandings.
How can we escape?
We can escape
Through the self-giving windows.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
There is a way
That has no negativities.
And that way is
Purity’s selfless way.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
Happiness is my name,
For the desire to appear right
Has been replaced
By the desire to be right.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
God’s Forgiveness finds me
No matter where I am.
God’s Compassion takes me
Where I ought to go.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
A soulful heart
Has discovered a supreme truth:
To meditate on God
Is a privilege
And not a duty.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
I am saved at last,
For truth has unquestionably
Charmed me,
My entire being.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
The day I saved my oneness-light
From meanness-night,
I needed no more safety
From any human being.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
Accept the truth
Soulfully.
The higher worlds
Will inundate you
Immediately.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
Lose, lose the map
Of your mind.
The road of your heart
Will immediately appear
Before your vision-eye.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
There was a time
When I loved you,
O my thought-world.
But now I love
The beauty of a silence-mind
And
The purity of a gratitude-heart.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
One positive seed-thought
Has saved me,
My entire life:
My Lord Supreme
Will always love me
No matter what I do
Or what I say
Or even what I become.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
