11.

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My Lord,

Do you enjoy it

When I quarrel with You

Unnecessarily and foolishly?

My child,

Let Me add —

And unpardonably as well.

Am I correct,

My son?

My Lord,

Perhaps You are.

My Lord, tell me,

Why do You allow me

To indulge

In quarrelling with You?

My child,

If I do not allow you

To empty

Your overflowing poison-ocean into Me,

Then who will and who can?

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From:Sri Chinmoy,My child, you and I are in the same boat, Agni Press, 1991
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