Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 147

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My Lord,

I invoke Your Protection-Eye,

I invoke Your Perfection-Smile,

I invoke Your Self-Transcendence-

Whisper-Delight.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 147, Agni Press, 1991
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