In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
No mind, no form, I only exist; Now ceased all will and thought. The final end of the Nature’s dance; I am it whom I have sought. A realm of bliss bare, ultimate, beyond both knower and known. A rest immense I enjoy at last; I face the one alone. I have crossed the secret ways of life; I have become the Goal. The Truth immutable is revealed; I am the way, the God-Soul. My spirit aware of all the heights, I am mute in the core of the Sun. I barter nothing with time and deeds; my cosmic play is done.
We can never obtain peace in the world, if we neglect the inner world and don’t make peace with ourselves. World peace must develop out of inner peace.
Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
