Author Sri Chinmoy Ghose I insulted God. In return He infused wisdom-light Into my eyeless mind. I insulted the world. In return The world landed death-blows on me. I insulted my inner strength. In return It compelled my fall: A clean cut forest tree. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments