True .inner/ joy is self – created.

It does not depend on outer circumstances.

A river is flowing in and through you carrying the message of joy.

This divine joy is the sole purpose of life.

What is joy?

It is a bird that we all want

To catch.

It is the same bird that we all love

To see flying.

The ever mounting flame

Of my heart’s aspiration – cry

Is the source of my life’s

Ever – increasing joy and delight.

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From ‘Wings of Joy’  by Sri Chinmoy

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