I tell the truth. The world is hurt. I tell a lie. God is hurt. What am I to do? Silence. I must live in silence and become the smiling breath of silence. Lo, the world loves me, and God blesses me.
Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970
Ever the same again,
My lost Truth rediscovered.
Ever the same again.
Ever the same again,
My forgotten Self remembered.
Ever the same again.
Ever the same again,
My lost Goal regained.
Ever the same again.