Daily Poem

A gratitude-heart
Always takes very long strides
Towards God’s Compassion-Sea.

Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 179, Agni Press, 1993

Each pure thought creates
A new heart-song
And a new life-story.

Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 179, Agni Press, 1993

If you can wait
With the patience of the wise,
Then there is nothing
That you will not be able to achieve
In this lifetime.

Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 179, Agni Press, 1993

You can thrive
In the face of adversity
If you have ceaseless faith in yourself
And if you are ready to play the role
Of the hero-warrior
At every moment of your life.

Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 179, Agni Press, 1993

How I wish I could have
Only one flower
In my heart-garden:
Gratitude and nothing else.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9

If you cannot love the unlovable,
Then you are not worthy
To become
God’s supremely chosen instrument.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9

I shall no more allow
World-criticism
To destroy the beauty
Of my flower-heart-home.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9

The heart that loves
Unites
All and sundry.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9

I am all gratitude
To earth
For its boundless patience.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002

We may not know where we came from,
But we do know that we are heading
Towards Heaven.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002

Listen only to your soul.
Do not allow your vital and mind
To lord it over you
Any more.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002

Those who offer themselves
For the betterment of the world
Are God’s chosen champions
In the inner world.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002

Inner faith
Does have the capacity
To change
The outer mind’s course.

Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002

Humility, my humility,
You are my Heaven-climbing
Staircase.

– Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 19

Since you do not play
The foul game
Of blind negatives,
Yours will be the Consciousness-delight,
Here, there and
All-where.

Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 10, Agni Press, 1981

Now that I have
Become an explorer,
I shall explore
A new land:
The heart-land.

Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 10, Agni Press, 1981