There was a time
When I loved you,
O my thought-world.
But now I love
The beauty of a silence-mind
And
The purity of a gratitude-heart.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 9, Agni Press, 1981
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.