My silver key
Opens the doorOf my wakeful and tearful heart
For God to come inAnd my ignorance to go out.
My golden key
Opens the doorOf God’s Nectar-Smile
For me to talk to God,To sit on His Throne,
To become His Crown. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 7, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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