He is near,
AlthoughI see Him not.
He is dear,
AlthoughI feel Him not.
He is perfect,
AlthoughI examine Him not.
He is my all,
AlthoughI know Him not
At all. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 13, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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