Compassion
Mine is the heart
That soulfully loves
Aspiration - sunrise.
Mine is the life
That unreservedly loves
Compassion - sunset
My morning begins
By claiming God’s Compassion – flooded Eye
As its own, very own.
A single God – touch
From God’s Compassion – Height
Can transform man’s unimaginable
And countless weaknesses
Into God’s own infinite,
Immortal and omnipotent Power.
From “Wings of Joy” by Sri Chinmoy
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