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Has been replaced
By the desire to be right.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
Sailing the boat of silver light,
The moon-beauty is fast approaching me.
The sky is vibrating with sweet and melodious songs.
The birds are flying beyond the horizon
To an unknown land.
All my hopes are flying without any destination.
Slowly my life's evening sets in.