Art & the Spiritual Path
Chapter 11

I AM Exercise
Through Many Lives
Through many lives I’ve drunk the cup of laughter:
No man could tell the pleasures I have known.
The stars in the endless sky,
If one could count, would come to billions.
Yet as vast as are their numbers,
So many years I’ve wandered far from You.
Through many lives I’ve drunk the cup of sorrow:
No man could tell the bitter tears I’ve shed.
The drops in the endless sea,
If one could count, would come to billions.
Yet as vast as are their numbers,
So many years I’ve wandered far from You.
Through countless lives I’ve sought Your cup of sweetness,
Found other cups, yet thirsted evermore!
The streams in the hills of time
All found their way into a desert:
Ev’ry noon of bright fulfillment
Ere many hours did sink to evening gloom.
I long for You in summer and in winter,
Only for You my heart thirsts day and night!
I’ve learned that the sweetest songs
Ears ever heard were but Your echo.
Lord, at last fill me completely:
For nevermore I’d wander far from You!