Father Supreme,
I wanted to offer YouOne thousand Love-Devotion-Surrender blossoms
From my heart-garden.I am so happy that my dream
Has seen the face of Reality.Today.
Father Supreme,Are You not proud of me?
“Son, My praising Capacity
Is very limited.Therefore
Either I have to praiseMy creation —
You, My son —Or
I have to praiseYour creation —
Your poetry, your child.Son, I hope you do not mind,
I am and I want to remain proudOnly of My own creation.”
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 20, Aum Press, 1973
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