791. What I have left

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Lord Supreme,

In the morning You counted my tears.

In the evening You heard my songs.

Now at night I give You what I have left:

A pure,

Serene

And spontaneous love.

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