When I see my Master's sorrowful eyes,
I cry, I cry and I cry.When I touch my Master's sorrowful heart,
I sigh, I sigh and I sigh.When I feel my Master's sorrowful life,
I die, I die and I die.When I see my Master's God-smiling eyes,
My God-realisation-hope blooms.When I touch my Master's God-smiling heart,
My God-realisation-promise blossoms.When I feel my Master's God-smiling life,
My God-realisation-dream-manifested realityFeeds the God-hungry seekers of God's Universe.
```SFL 41. 20 December 1994, Kathmandu, Nepal↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,My sweet Father-Lord, where are You?, Agni Press, 1999
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