My sweet Lord,
You have given my soul-birdThe 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 flyLike my soul-bird
In the blue-vast skyWhere there is no fear,
No doubt, no deathBut 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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