May I have a hell experience
The day I speak ill of others.
May I have a Heaven experience
The day my mind is empty of thought.
I love my heart-whispers,
I really do.
Life has no dead end.
Life carries the promise
Of endless progress-delight.
All that lives is my heart’s beauty.
All that dies is my mind’s ugliness.
My hope-heart starts.
My promise-breath completes.
O my mind-doubts,
I shall not cherish you any more.
You must leave me alone.
O my heart-fears,
I shall not shelter you any more.
You must leave me alone.
O my life-weaknesses,
I shall not carry you any more.
You must leave me alone.
In the morning I sing
With the blissfully ascending waves
Of my heart-sea.
In the evening I sing
With the peacefully descending waves
Of my heart-sea.
The unaspiring mind-land
Is a dangerous place.
My outer journey feeds my eyes.
My inner journey feeds my heart.
Destroy I must my old mind-cage.
Destroy I must my strong earth-bondage.
I must hide and hide
The day I lose my faith in myself.
Poems from the Enthusiasm Songbook, part 5, by Sri Chinmoy