The date

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When I behold the face of temptation wild,

My tongue dries up, clings to the roof of my mouth,

Falsehood’s colourful eyes hold me hypnotized;

Abandoned, no west, no east, no north, no south.

The One has beaten into my soul a deep

Feeling of shame for my acceptance of fate.

One day I’ll enjoy God’s Grace to the hilt,

But impatience tortures me to know the date. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,God’s Glance and God’s Grace, Agni Press, 2006
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