I Butchered Your Ignorance

When I thought I was the doer
Of all my deeds,
I turned to mist.
I died.
I became the emperor of giant failures.
My soul came to the fore,
Consoled my visionless ignorance.
God made His Appearance supreme.

“You fool, be not wedded to impossibility’s
lifeless beauty.
I waste not a leaf.
I butchered your ignorance wild for you
To equal
My Transcendental Throne.”

From ‘ The Dance of Light ‘  by Sri Chinmoy

© 1973 by Sri Chinmoy – All rights reserved


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