Alas,
My native seas tell me:I have lost my heart's depth.
Alas,
My native skies tell me:I have lost my mind's vastness.
Alas,
My native sun tells me:I have lost my life's divinity.
Alas,
My native gods tell me:I have lost my soul's immortality.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Three hundred sixty-five Father's Day prayers, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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