The bird of peace

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The bird of peace in me abides;

The distant Sun

Embraces its wings with matchless bliss.

My play is begun.

The Unborn is born within my heart.

The pangs of earth

Now reach my life's delight extreme,

My Golden birth. ```

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