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
O my body,
You are the home of the river of tears.
O my vital,
You are the song of heartless city.
O my mind,
You are the forest of tenebrous night.
O my heart,
You are the love of the World Lord.