My Lord Beloved Supreme,
My heart's mounting criesAnd
My life's spreading smilesAre my sacred gifts
Which I am placingAt Your Compassion-Feet
So that at every momentI can please You
And fulfil YouIn Your own Way.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,My sweet Father-Lord, where are You?, Agni Press, 1999
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