27. O lustre

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O nebulous lustre,

O pastime of Infinity,

When will you shine

In the heart of Eternity?

O Heaven-born lustre,

You can change

The inevitable yoke

Of human life.

O God-illumined lustre,

Yours is the life

That shines through the muddy impurity

Of the world’s burning insanity. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Golden Boat, part 3, Vishma Press, New York, 1974
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