God says to me,
“Come in, My child,My Heart’s Rainbow-Wings
Are waiting for you.”God says to my heart,
“Come in, My child,My Heart’s Rainbow-Wings
Are waiting for you.”God says to my mind,
“I am sorry, My child,There is no more room.”
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 184, Agni Press, 1993
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