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
We are the Pilgrims of the Lord Supreme
On the Path of Infinity.
At this time we have broken asunder
Obstruction's door.
We have broken asunder the night
Of tenebrous darkness, inconscience
And the eternal, indomitable fear of death.
The Boat of the supernal Light's Dawn
Is beckoning us,
And the World Pilot
Of the hallowed bond of Love Divine
Is beckoning us.
The Liberator's Hands are drawing us
To the Ocean of the great Unknown.
Having conquered the life breath
Of the Land of Immortality,
And carrying aloft the Banner
Of the Lord Supreme,
We shall return:
We, the drops and flames
Of Transformation Light.