The heart that loves
Unites
All and sundry.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9
The heart that loves
Unites
All and sundry.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9
I am all gratitude
To earth
For its boundless patience.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002
We may not know where we came from,
But we do know that we are heading
Towards Heaven.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002
Listen only to your soul.
Do not allow your vital and mind
To lord it over you
Any more.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002
Those who offer themselves
For the betterment of the world
Are God’s chosen champions
In the inner world.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002
Inner faith
Does have the capacity
To change
The outer mind’s course.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 24, Agni Press, 2002
Humility, my humility,
You are my Heaven-climbing
Staircase.
– Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 19
Self-acceptance
Is the dawn of satisfaction.
Self-confidence
Is the noon of perfection.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 168, Agni Press, 1992
Since you do not play
The foul game
Of blind negatives,
Yours will be the Consciousness-delight,
Here, there and
All-where.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 10, Agni Press, 1981
Now that I have
Become an explorer,
I shall explore
A new land:
The heart-land.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 10, Agni Press, 1981
Purity awakens the real in me:
Oneness.
Humility strengthens the real in me:
Perfection.
Gratitude enlightens the real in me:
Satisfaction.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 10, Agni Press, 1981
Just be yourself.
Lo, God is running
Towards you.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 23, Agni Press, 2002
Happiness and courage
Feed each other.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 23, Agni Press, 2002
Faith
Sings the song
Of self-transcendence.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 23, Agni Press, 2002
Do not be discouraged.
Give yourself a second chance.
You will succeed.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 23, Agni Press, 2002
The more we forgive,
The stronger we become.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 23, Agni Press, 2002
To change one’s life
Is to increase
The world-transformation-hopes.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 23, Agni Press, 2002
O my heart,
Never allow
The doubting mind
To darken your door.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
A good thought
Changes everything it touches
For the better.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
God is extremely pleased
Even with my heart’s
Tinier than the tiniest
Gratitude-blossoms.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
In my life
Only one road
Is sure and sunlit:
My heart-road.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
The cradle of self-love
Is made of
Illusion and delusion.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
In the inner world,
Only love-currency
Is valued.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
Love One
And
Become all.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
Each man
Has to be a man
Of formidable God-service.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
God’s Compassion-Eye
Unites my prayer-heart
With Heaven’s Smile.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
Each new moment
Is a new
Golden opportunity.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
I live in between
Ancient spirituality
And
Modern velocity.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 26, Agni Press, 2002
The reward of losing. I lost my anger. Joy, everlasting joy, came into my immediate possession. I lost my desire. The entire world has devotedly become mine. I lost my ignorance. Lo, my sweet Lord is proud of me.
Sri Chinmoy, Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970
The idle cannot find God.
Therefore, God has to exert
Extra effort
To make the idle dynamic
So that God and they can enjoy
Mutual oneness-pride.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 43, Agni Press, 1984