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
Father, I have seen.
"No."
Father, I have known.
"No."
Father, I have felt.
"No."
Father, I have become.
"No."
Father, I Am.
"Yes."