He is gone, my Love, my Lord Supreme is gone,
Leaving me safe our tempest-ecstasy's sky.He is gone, my Love, my Lord Supreme is gone,
Leaving me safe His Wings to Him to fly. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The seeker's universe, Sri Chinmoy Centre, Jamaica, West Indies, 1971
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