My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme,
Every morning You stand before meWith Your infinite Compassion-Light.
Alas, alas, I do not know howTo receive Your Light.
Please, my Lord,Since You take the trouble
Of coming to me every morningWith Your infinite Light,
Will You not teach me how to receiveEven an iota of Your Light
To transform my natureAnd fulfil You inside my life?
My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!```
18 October 1998, 10:40 a.m. Before lifting 240 lbs with each arm four times.
From:Sri Chinmoy,My Morning Soul-Body Prayers, part 1, Agni Press, 1999
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