Mornings come to me
With the sound-powerOf the Unknown.
Evenings come to meWith the silence-peace
Of the Unknowable.My Lord Beloved Supreme
Comes to me both in the morningsAnd in the evenings
With what He has and what He is:Concern.
```21 July 2001
New YorkFrom:Sri Chinmoy,My Race-Prayers, part 1, Agni Press, 2004
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