My first friendship with the Muse

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To drive me mad many a man is apt.

To spot my snow-white heart their only choice.

Futile is their outcry; and I must make

My heart sleepless to hear Thy Nectar-Voice.

My love shall be the Noon of burning delight.

I shall now hug earthly ignorance and dole

To feed the human souls with ceaseless might

And lift the earth to show her zenith-goal. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,My first friendship with the Muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1973
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