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
The world and God:
How to harmonise?
Difficult? No.
No wide surprise.
Our Father is God;
The world, our Mother.
This living truth
Our protecting cover.
Father is the Face,
Mother the Smile.
Without the one,
The other futile.