I go to God twice a day.
In the morning I go to my Beloved SupremeWith the surrender of a tennis ball.
He tells me I am on my way to perfection.In the evening I go to my Beloved Supreme
With a basket of gratitude-flowers.He tells me I am all perfection.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 4, Agni Press, 1979
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