Revelation
No more my heart shall sob or grieve.
My days and nights dissolve in God's own Light.
Above the toil of life, my soul
Is a Bird of Fire winging the Infinite.
I have known the One and His secret Play,
And passed beyond the sea of Ignorance-Dream.
In tune with Him, I sport and sing;
I own the golden Eye of the Supreme.
Drunk deep of Immortality,
I am the root and boughs of a teeming vast.
My Form I have known and realised.
The Supreme and I are one; all we outlast.
– Sri Chinmoy 1
Selected poems
- The Golden Flute
- The Absolute
- Immortality
- Apocalypse
- Revelation
- I Remember
- The Pilgrims of the Lord Supreme
- Sweet, Sweeter, Sweetest
- My Name, My Age, My Home
- Another Day
- A Little
- The Supreme
- Between Nothingness and Eternity
Other collections of poetry by Sri Chinmoy
- My Flute
- Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants
- Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees
- The Dance of Life at Sri Chinmoy Poetry