My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme,
May my past lifeNot remain in me as a thorn.
May my present lifeBe the beauty of my heart.
May my future lifeBe the fragrance of my soul.
My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!```
6 October 1998, 7:10 a.m. Before lifting 110 lbs with each arm simultaneously.
From:Sri Chinmoy,My Morning Soul-Body Prayers, part 1, Agni Press, 1999
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