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Apocalypse," for example, begins:

Within, without the cosmos wide am 1;
In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.
A birthless deathless Spirit that moves and is still
Ever abides within to hear my call.

"Immortality" affirms:

Though in the world, I am above its woe;
I dwell in an ocean of supreme release.
My mind, a core of the One's unmeasured thoughts;
The star-vast welkin hugs my Spirit's peace.

One is reminded, in some degree, of Emerson's reflections on the universal mind and of his famous paragraph:

Standing on the bare ground-my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space-all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God.[57]

The prime distinguishing feature of Sri Chinmoy's persona in these poems is its quality of spiritual overlordship. In merging with God, the self is not effaced but enlarged-it encompasses the world and humanity. The final stanza of "Apocalypse" gives us a unique perspective on this extension of the spiritual consciousness in the direction of Pure Being:

A Consciousness-Bliss I feel in each breath;
I am the self-amorous child of the Sun.
At will I break and build my symbol sheath
And freely enjoy the world's unshadowed fun.