My secret and sacred bird

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My secret and sacred bird now flies

To meet the Spirit’s vacancy.

All chaos of life to-day dissolved;

In me a surge of ecstasy.

Gold flames within my longing heart

Invoke the cosmos’ Parent-Sun.

A tapestry of Truth unseen

Bursts forth within; the Play is begun. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 8, No. 8, March 1973, AUM Centre Press, 1973
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