Sailing the Boat of Silver Light



Sailing the boat of silver light,
The moon-beauty is fast approaching me.
The sky is vibrating with sweet and melodious songs.
The birds are flying beyond the horizon
To an unknown land.
All my hopes are flying without any destination.
Slowly my life’s evening sets in. 


By: Sri Chinmoy

Excerpt from:  My Flute

Copyright 1972 by Sri Chinmoy – All rights reserved

Photo by: Unmesh