The beauty of a rose

No more brooding,

No more despondency.

Your life shall become

The beauty of a rose,

The song of the dawn,

The dance of twilight.

If I can always have

A childlike confidence,

Then my Lord Supreme

Will without fail, become

My sleeplessly self – sacrificing Friend.

You have given freedom to your mind.

Therefore, your mind causes worries for you

About the future.

Why do you not give freedom to your heart?

Your heart will definitely prepare you

For the future.

If we feel secure

In the depths of our heart,

We shall not challenge anybody,

For inner confidence

Is nothing short of

Complete satisfaction.

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From ‘Wings of Joy’  by Sri Chinmoy

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