36. Prayers On the Beads of Love

I am saying my prayers on the beads of my love, strung with devotion. I hold to no names — God, Spirit, Brahma, Christ, Shankara, Krishna, Buddha, or Mohammed, for they are all Thine. Sometimes I use all of these names, for I know Thou lovest to take many names.

In Thy cosmic plays on the stage of centuries, and in Thy myriad appearances, Thou hast taken unto Thyself many names, but I know Thou hast one changeless name — Perennial Joy.

I played with Thee many times. I sang Thy songs. On Thine ocean-bosom of all life, Thou didst nurture me as a tiny drop of life. I remember Thy warm touches of centuries, whenever I returned home to Thee after the chill of separation. Again, in this day of time, I play with Thee and I sing Thy songs.


37. Hover Over the Minaret of My Expectations, O Mighty Spirit