Thou art my Lord!
my golden dream,Thou art my life in death.
O!bless me with thy Hope supreme,
Lord of the Eternal Breath!Agelong the vision of thy sun
For darkness have I sought.I know the evils I should shun
And quickly bring to nought.The earth is deaf and blind, my Lord,
Its true goal it denies.It hears no voice, no heavenly word
From those who seek the skies.O yet I feel thy kingly Grace
With my feeble mortality —I shall win at last the Noonward Race,
Plunge in the Nectar Sea. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Flame-Waves, Sri Aurobindo Ashram, 1955
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