Slowly

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Slowly my heart ascends

To kindle the flame of love divine.

Slowly my heart descends

To plumb the life of beauty’s mine.

Slowly my heart transforms

The ceaseless pride of ignorance-night.

Slowly my heart fulfils

The Golden Hour of God-Delight. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,A God-Lover's Earth-Heaven-Life, part 2, Agni Press, 1974
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