Translation

```

You are the divine prince,

Yet you roam from door to door

Like a true beggar.

Constantly you are suffering from

Wild hunger.

Constantly you are tortured by

The buffets of life.

Behold!

The King, too,

Has accepted and embraced

Your fate.

The immeasurable dole of

Human creation,

Earth-creation,

He embodies cheerfully

And faultlessly.

O Lord, I implore You and Your

Eternity’s Compassion-flood. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 1, Agni Press, 1976
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