You have made me a mendicant.
I roam day and night along Eternity’s road.Everywhere I discover my home.
You and I have become close to each other.We feel each other as our own, very own.
Do You think this is enough for usTo claim the entire world as our very own?
Lord Supreme, when I look at Your Feet divine,All my sufferings come to an end.
Alas, there was a time when I wallowedIn the pleasures of ignorance-ash, dirt, filth, dust
And forgot to long for the real wealth from You. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 3, Aum Press, 1976
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