22. Translation

```

In how many ways You have sung

The song of liberation in my heart.

In return You have received only

Unbearable pain.

I see all around me

The heavy load of poverty

And the slumber of inconscience.

How can I lose myself in the waters of peace? ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Patience-Groves, Agni Press, NY, 1978
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