We never speak to God,
But we love GodWherever we are free.
We never think of God,
But we love GodWherever we are free.
We never serve God,
But we love GodWherever we are free.
Where are we free?
We are freeIn our sweet imagination,
In our bold declaration. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 18, Agni Press, 1974
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