A fairer Realm it was, no birth or death
And all God’s Power and Beauty and Delight.
Forsaking these he came once more to earth
Beloved by God and for His sake to fight.
All the travails of flesh he did assume
All the blights and burdens of his role
And travelled far beneath an alien noon
Till tired at last, God gathered back his soul.
Yet Love he left, though not of flesh or touch
And Light, but not of sun
And mindfulness that, though we suffer much,
While we are many, really we are one.
We saw the open casket's silent form
So still as though he slept.
We knew him destined not to be reborn
And know the tears we wept.
We’ll try to heed the wisdom that He taught
And from its Beauty never turn or stray
Lest all our life and living come to naught
Disheartened lose our way.
Belovèd, though each day I mourn for Thee
And tremble at your final months of pain
I cry to You whose grace awakened me
Yet still rejoice that You are Home again.
Sri Chinmoy's students describe their inner and outer experiences.
The Swimming RelayToshala Elliott Auckland, New Zealand
Is it unspiritual to care about winning?Tejvan Pettinger Oxford, United Kingdom
My RoomPreetidutta Thorpe Auckland, New Zealand
Time seemed to freezeBrahmata Michael Ottawa, Canada
The Peace Run visits OxfordTejvan Pettinger Oxford, United Kingdom
A Truckload of Humanitarian Aid Sails through CustomsArthada Platzgummer Vienna, Austria
President Gorbachev: a special soul brought down for a special reasonMridanga Spencer Ipswich, United Kingdom
Now you are in the boatKaushalya Casey Toronto, Canada
Spiritual moments with my grandmotherPatanga Cordeiro São Paulo, Brazil
Muhammad Ali: I was expecting a monster, but I found a lambSevananda Padilla San Juan, Puerto Rico
The connection between Sri Chinmoy's music and my soulKamalakanta Nieves New York, United States
How I learned from Sri ChinmoyPradhan Balter Chicago, United States
interviews with Sri Chinmoy's students