You are beautiful, O Being Absolute,
I am your slave.In your Victory is my Victory,
My endless rapture.My heart has suffered infinite pangs to know you.
Therefore I hurl the arrows of my sulk-venom at your Heart.Freed from errors, thought abolished,
No desire have I now,O Beauty Transcendental,
I am the slave of your Nectar-Compassion. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 7, No.12, July 27, 1972, AUM Centre Press, 1972
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