For me there is no other way
To reach my goal
Than to claim God secretly
And openly
As my own, very own.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 43, Agni Press, 1984
Soul stirring eyes of gold delight,
All where reigning supreme-
Our blind secrecy's dream
She seizes with Her all forgiving Sight.
Torn now asunder our ego's screen,
Under Her Smile of Grace
Blooms quick our surrender's face.
She paves the way to a life evergreen.