It steals into my heart

There was a time when I loved
The fantastic fabrics of the mind.
There was a time
When I lived my life
Based on culled fictions.
There was a time
When I was satisfied
With a fragment of reality,
Splintered, broken and smashed.
But now a lucid illumination
Steals into my heart.
The eternal Presence
Of Infinity’s Light
Feeds my Vision’s Dawn.

Copyright Credit: Sri Chinmoy, "It steals into my heart" from The Dance of Life, part 2. Copyright © 1973 by Sri Chinmoy. Reprinted by permission of The Sri Chinmoy Library. The book is licensed under the CC BY-NC-ND 3.0 license
Source: The Dance of Life, part 2 (Aum Press, 1973)