When hostile forces attack you,
Have nothing to do with them.
Create a world of indifference
Within and around you.
Their own pride will compel them
To leave you.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 12, Agni Press, 1983
Arise, awake, O friend of my dream.
Arise, awake, O breath of my life.
Arise, awake, O light of my eyes.
O seer poet in me,
Do manifest yourself in me and through me.
Arise, awake, O vast heart within me.
Arise, awake, O consciousness of mine,
Which is always transcending the universe
And its own life of the Beyond.
Arise, awake, O form of my meditation transcendental.
Arise, awake, O bound divinity in humanity.
Arise, awake, O my heart's Liberator, Shiva,
And free mankind from its ignorance sleep.