File No. 104

 

"I had quite a few ruled sheets. Where have they gone?" Nolini-da asked.

"I put them in a file," I said.

"You have to keep those sheets in a file?"

"I keep everything in a file," I said. Then I brought out file No. 104 and gave it to him.

He smiled and said: "It seems I will not be able to lose anything anymore even if I want to."

Published in A Service-Flame and a Service-Sun

 

Left to Myself

A talk by Sri Chinmoy after a morning meditation

 

Left to myself,
I would once more become
A perfect slave
To my desiring life.

Left to myself,
I would once more become
A good friend
Of my sleeping body.

Left to myself,
I would once more deeply appreciate
My attacking vital.

Left to myself,
I would once more become
An ardent admirer
Of my doubting mind.

Left to myself,
I would once more helplessly cry
With my weeping heart.

Left to myself,
I would once more deliberately ignore
My illumining soul.

Left to myself,
I would once more remain away,
Far away,
From the ever-blessing Hands
Of my Beloved Supreme.

But oh, I cannot do that.
I shall not do that.
I shall always remain
In the Heart of my Beloved Supreme.
I shall always remain
At the Feet of my Beloved Supreme.
I shall always remain with the Vision
Of my Beloved Supreme.
I shall always remain for the Manifestation
Of my Beloved Supreme.
Him to please in His own Way,
I shall become
An ever-climbing tree;
I shall become
An ever-inspiring flower;
And I shall become
An ever-nourishing fruit.

Published in Aurora-Flora