The Absolute

No mind, no form, I only exist;
   Now ceased all will and thought;
The final end of Nature’s dance,
   I am it whom I have sought.

A realm of Bliss bare, ultimate;
   Beyond both knower and known;
A rest immense I enjoy at last;
   I face the One alone.

I have crossed the secret ways of life,
   I have become the Goal.
The Truth immutable is revealed;
   I am the way, the God-Soul.

My spirit aware of all the heights,
   I am mute in the core of the Sun.
I barter nothing with time and deeds;
   My cosmic play is done.

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Excerpt from ‘My Flute‘ by  Sri Chinmoy

Copyright © Sri Chinmoy 1974