You looked at me
With a hurried glance;Therefore
I could not give you anythingIn spite of my best intention.
Look at me
With your heart-eyeSlowly, steadily and unerringly,
And I shall give youMy Eternity's treasure
UnreservedlyAnd
Ceaselessly. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Europe-Blossoms, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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