Anything we do for the world
Is bound to be returned
Infinitely more.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 36, Agni Press, 2004
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.