Come my heart, come.
I shall gladly unburdenThe great burden of your tears.
Come my mind, come.
I shall cheerfully emptyThe heavy load of your information.
Come my soul, come.
I shall immediately expediteYour unprecedented dream
Of God-manifestation on earth. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 11, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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