Like the Tree I shall bow down.
Like the mountain I shall forgive and keep my head high.
Like the mother I shall always remain awake.
Like the heart I shall always worship.
– Sri Chinmoy (1)
We must be aware of
The nature of trees:
Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice-
From the very foot
To the highest height.
Sri Chinmoy (2)
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Sources:
(1) The Wings of Joy by Sri Chinmoy
(2) Excerpt from Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, Part 7 by Sri Chinmoy