From the depths of slumber

As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,

I whisper:

God! God! God!

Thou art the food, and when I break my fast

Of nightly separation from Thee,

I taste Thee, and mentally say:

God! God! God!

No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind

Ever keeps turning on Thee,

And in the battle din of activity my silent war-cry is ever:

God! God! God!

When boisterous storms of trials shriek

And worries howl at me,

I drown their noises, loudly chanting:

God! God! God!

When my mind weaves dreams

With threads of memories,

On that magic cloth I do emboss:

God! God! God!

Every night, in time of deepest sleep,

My peace dreams and calls: Joy! Joy! Joy!

And my joy comes singing evermore:

God! God! God!

In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,

Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,

My soul constantly hums, unheard by any:

God! God! God!

 

Source: 'Man's Eternal Quest' by Paramhansa Yogananda