510. Promises

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The sky promised me

It would make me high.

The ocean promised me

It would make me vast.

God promised me

He would make me

His most perfect instrument.

How I wish they all would keep

Their promises! ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Transcendence-Perfection, Agni Press, 1975
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