Slowly my heart ascends
To kindle the flame of love divine.Slowly my heart descends
To plumb the life of beauty’s mine.Slowly my heart transforms
The ceaseless pride of ignorance-night.Slowly my heart fulfils
The Golden Hour of God-Delight. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 3, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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