God sees me
Through His beams of Love;Therefore, He calls me
His perfection-representative.Man sees me
Through his whims of hatred;Therefore, he calls me
His arch adversary.I see myself
Through my heart’s uncertainty-door;Therefore, I call myself
A totally lost soul. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Golden Boat, part 8, Vishma Press, New York, 1974
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