You may not believe me,
But I must tell you the truth.Although you dearly love ignorance-night,
Wisdom-light is eagerly waitingFor you to accept its love.
Will you not change your waysEven for a fleeting day?
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 41, Agni Press, 1982
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