Daily Poem

Joy, inner and outer, is a supreme necessity. Pleasure, outer and inner, is certainly a dangerous luxury.

Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970

Although it is extremely difficult
To tame the wild mind,
We must succeed.

– Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002

Pray with fear. God sheds bitter tears. Pray with love. God smiles with the Beauty of the Golden Dawn. Pray with all that you have. God wings towards you to clasp you. Pray with all that you are. God becomes your Liberation.

Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970

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