Secrets
I love the secrets of Wisdom-Sun;They lead my blossoming soul to the One.
I love the secrets of ignorance-night;
Through them the Face of Dream I sight.
Sri Chinmoy, God’s Glance and God’s Grace, Agni Press, 2006
They lead my blossoming soul to the One.
I love the secrets of ignorance-night;
Through them the Face of Dream I sight.
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