{"id":2694,"date":"2007-04-24T18:53:01","date_gmt":"2007-04-24T18:53:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.srichinmoypoetry.com\/sri-chinmoy-poetry-2\/my-god-hunger-cry\/god-my-lord\/"},"modified":"2012-03-06T13:42:14","modified_gmt":"2012-03-06T13:42:14","slug":"god-my-lord","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.srichinmoypoetry.com\/?page_id=2694","title":{"rendered":"God, My Lord"},"content":{"rendered":"

\n “God, my Lord,
\nI adore You, I adore!
\n“My child, happily,
\nI endure you, I endure.”<\/p>\n

\n                   Sri Chinmoy<\/a><\/p>\n

This poem can be at once quite simple to understand and at the same
\ntime perhaps a bit too deep to really understand. It seems to be a
\ncontradiction that we say we adore God, our Lord, and he answers that
\nhe happily endures us. One way of looking at this is that we adore
\nGod, but in not actually identifying with Him, with our Lord, we will
\ntake a long time to realize Him. God says that happily He endures us.
\nPerhaps He is happy because we adore Him, yet His endurance comes
\nbecause He has to wait so long for us to actually realize Him and
\nidentify with Him. <\/p>\n

In the talk called, `Spirituality’ in the book `Everest-Aspiration’,
\nSri Chinmoy<\/a>says, “Finally, spirituality says to the body, “O body,
\nhow long will you sleep? Don’t you know that you have been sleeping
\nfrom time immemorial? It is because of your ignorance-sleep that the
\nrest of the members of your family are not able to reach the Golden
\nShore, the destined Goal. O body, sleep not! Awake, arise! The rest of
\nthe members of your family will run faster than the fastest the moment
\nyou become active and dynamic and cast aside the shackles of
\nignorance-sleep.”<\/p>\n

He refers to `rest of your family’ as the vital, mind, heart and soul.
\nThis is just one way of looking at such fascinating poem. If anyone
\nhas another view of it please share it with us. <\/p>\n

Gratefully,
\nArpan<\/p>\n

Originally posted on Sri Chinmoy Inspiration Group<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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