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The sons and daughters of India are arising againWith incantation-fire.
The deep and sonorous notes are being played
To invoke Mother India.
To India the world shall offer its salutation.
Once again India's Victory shall be proclaimed.
We are the soldiers of light
And the worshippers of the Fire-God.
Away we shall chase world-fear.
India, India, in this great land of Mother India,
Before long the Peace of the Beyond shall reign supreme.
Falsehood and emptiness forever shall end.
Beauty's light and delight shall blossom, grow and sport
In the love of India's heart.
Sri Chinmoy, India, my India. Mother India's summit-prides, Agni Press, 1997