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My Lord, my Lord, my Lord Supreme,

In the small hours of this morning

I came to You.

I saw You were extremely, extremely

And extremely busy.

Even then You said to me,

"My child, take Affection infinite from Me."

I refused.

"My child, take Love infinite from Me."

I refused.

"My child, take Joy infinite from Me."

I refused.

"My child, take Peace infinite from Me."

I refused.

"My child, what do you want?"

I said,

"My Lord, my Lord, my Lord Supreme,

I just want to be with You."

My Lord, You became

Your Infinity's Smile-Blossoms.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,My sweet Father-Lord, where are You?, Agni Press, 1999
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