When my life was a slumbering will
God thought of me compassionately.When my life was a conquering will
I thought of myself proudly.When my life was a surrendering will
God gave me His Heart to smile,God gave me His Eyes to devour,
God gave me His Face to reveal. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 16, Agni Press, 1974
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