Thy Wisdom fills my heart.
Everything, everywhere,Present, future, past
I am — and all I bear.My rapture knows no bounds;
My sombre eyeless doleBeyond the ken of all.
It is I who build my Goal.My life’s ignorance-dream
I drive towards Thy Will.I alter now the course
Of my bosom’s goalless rill. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Beyond Within — A collection of writings 1964-1974, Agni Press, 1975
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