I smile
I smile to make Thee smile.I weep to make Thee weep.
All deeds of mine invoke
Thy nameless, Sun-vast sweep.
Sri Chinmoy, My First Friendship with the Muse, Agni Press, New York, 1973
I weep to make Thee weep.
All deeds of mine invoke
Thy nameless, Sun-vast sweep.
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