When the world says
That I am a fool,I believe it.
When the world says
That I am a rogue,I believe it.
When the world says
That I am a helpless,Hopeless and useless creature,
I believe it.But God, when You tell me something,
Why do I find it so hard to believe it?“Son, your love
Of ignorance-nightFar surpasses your love
Of Knowledge-Light.“Empty your experience
Inside My Heart unreservedly.I shall flood your being
With Light and DelightDevotedly, soulfully and perpetually.”
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 2, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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