My Lord, my Lord,
You are telling me thatA smiling heart-runner
Is the enjoyer supremeOf Heaven’s infinite Beauty
And immortal Fragrance,Specially when the runner runs
In inclement weather,Unpleasant weather,
Uninspiring weatherAnd undivine weather.
```11 March 2000
New YorkFrom:Sri Chinmoy,My Race-Prayers, part 1, Agni Press, 2004
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