My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!
Age pitifully cries and criesWhen it foolishly and greedily
Lives for itself.Age brightly and powerfully
Smiles and smilesWhen it lives in God, with God
And for God.My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!
```From:Sri Chinmoy,My Morning Soul-Body Prayers, part 8, Agni Press, 1999
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