If I cannot forgive myself
For all the blunders
That I have made
Over the years,
Then how can I proceed?
How can I ever
Dream perfection-dreams?
Move, I must, forward.
Fly, I must, upward.
Dive, I must, inward,
To be once more
What I truly am
And shall forever remain.
Links
(Selected Poems) (Sri Chinmoy) (Library of Poems)
(The Poet-Seers) (A-Z List of Poets)