Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 216

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O my sleepless and breathless

God-lover-soul,

Do not be disgusted

With my God-unfulfilling life.

Do not sob

For my God-runaway-thoughts.

I promise I shall someday prove to be

Your and God’s choicest instrument

And highest pride.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 216, Agni Press, 1994
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