“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
Intelligence does not know
When and how it becomes
Belligerence at times.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
Today’s impossible achievements
Tomorrow may appear
As inevitability.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9, Agni Press, 1998
O my mind,
You yourself are empty of peace.
How do you dare to bring about
World-peace?
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
Nothing else is perfect
And
Nothing else can ever be perfect
Except the soulful cry
Of our fruitful gratitude-heart.
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
