Fame by Sri Chinmoy

I do not want happiness, name and fame.
If I want them, I can get them.
What is most difficult to get is
      Your Compassion.
And for that I am crying, I am
      shedding bitter tears.
I am not getting Your Compassion.
The world is smiling and laughing at me.
But I wish only to be enamoured of
       Your victory.

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SHAME, SHAME! 

Shame, shame!
My heart still craves for fame.
Fame, fame!
What do I need it for
As long as I am chosen
By God Himself
To participate eternally
In His cosmic Game?

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Just for a little transient fame
He tortured his silver purity-breath
And destroyed his golden humility-life

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My fame is not lasting.  
Even the experience of fame
Is not lasting.
But the Compassion
Of my Beloved Supreme
In and through my fame
Is everlasting.

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My Lord Supreme,  
Do spare me from name and fame.
My heart consciously, soulfully
And devotedly
Longs to play only with You
In Your Cosmic Game.

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Power, name and fame  
Together march.
Destination: nowhere.
Love, oneness and fulness
Together fly.
Destination: Heaven's smile-blossoms.