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My sweet Lord,

You have given my soul-bird

The capacity to fly

In the Heaven-free sky.

My mind-bird does not have

That capacity.

It is compelled to fly

In the earth-bound sky.

My sweet Lord,

Do give my mind the capacity to fly

Like my soul-bird

In the blue-vast sky

Where there is no fear,

No doubt, no death

But only the dawn

Of an ever-blossoming Immortality. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Dvadest sedam hiljada izdanaka težnje, deo 3, Agni Press, 1983
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