331. My ancient dream

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O Lord Supreme,

Teach my mind

How to sleep without a futile dream.

O Lord Supreme,

Teach my heart

How to regain my ancient dream —

The dream that revealed

You and I are one,

The dream that distributed

Our respective tasks:

You the Monarch of Heaven,

And I the Monarch of earth. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 7, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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