Tuesday, September 12, 2006
When The Sun Appears In The East
When the sun appears in the East,
I make friends with my poetry.
I see a golden disc
Right above the blue sea,
A red hibiscus is smiling at me.
Is there anybody on earth, O Sun,
Who does not long for your smile?
Everybody wants your smile.
I too want your smile
And something more:
I want to bow to you
With my heart's adoration.
~© Sri Chinmoy~