17. I fly
I fly, I fly, ever I flyTo feel His Feet of selfless Grace.
I fly, I fly, endless high
No more shall cry my human race.
Sri Chinmoy, God then, God now, Sri Chinmoy Centre, San Juan, Puerto Rico., 1971
To feel His Feet of selfless Grace.
I fly, I fly, endless high
No more shall cry my human race.
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