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"My sweet child, My sweeter child,

My sweetest child,

When you come to see Me,

I never ask you to tell Me

What others are doing wrong.

I do not ask you to tell Me

Even what you are doing wrong.

I immediately ask you to tell Me

What you are doing right,

And in how many ways

You are trying to please Me.

My sweet child, My sweeter child,

My sweetest child,

It does not become you

To see others'

Teeming imperfections.

I am constantly dreaming

In and through you

To make you My Eternity's

Absolutely perfect instrument.

Please fulfil My Dream,

My long-cherished Dream,

My only Dream!"

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From:Sri Chinmoy,My soul is free, Agni Press, 1994
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