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When I say it is all my fault,Openly
My Beloved Supreme starts crying.
When I say it is all God’s fault,
Secretly
My Beloved Supreme starts smiling.
When I say it is neither
God’s fault nor my fault,
Immediately
My Beloved Supreme starts dreaming
A new Dream.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 22, Agni Press, 1984
