When my weary night
Struggles into day,God and I together dance
In the garden of Love-light.When my fiery day
Slips into night,Satan and the King of death
Together dine in the Kitchen of Surprise. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 9, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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