A rich smile of God
Is the magnetThat draws my heart,
My life, my allTo God’s ever-transcending Heights.
A rich cry of mine
Is the magnetThat draws God’s Heart,
God’s Soul, God’s GoalTo my ever-sinking nadir.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 7, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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