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
I have worshipped God with love.
His Delight is my reward.
I have worshipped God with fear.
His sorrow is my result.
I have worshipped God to see Him.
He comes, but I see Him not.
I have worshipped God.
I know not why.
He is now won-
My self revealing Sun.