My Lord,
You are blindTo my wrong doings,
You are deafTo my wrong sayings.
Can You tell me why?“My child,
Perhaps you have forgottenThat I have given you a short vacation,
Out of My infinite Forgiveness-Bounty,Allowing you to stay away
From the Truth-RealityOf Perfection-Delight.”
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 11, Agni Press, 1981
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