My secret and sacred bird

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My secret and sacred bird now flies

To meet the Spirit's vacancy.

All chaos of life today dissolved;

In me a surge of ecstasy.

Gold flames within my longing heart

Invoke the cosmos' Parent-Sun.

A tapestry of Truth unseen

Bursts forth within; the Play is begun. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,My First Friendship with the Muse, Agni Press, New York, 1973
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