By way of joke

I tell my Lord Supreme

That I do not need Him.

But my Beloved Supreme

Has not yet mastered

The art of joking.

In all sincerity He tells me

That He needs me sleeplessly

And that someday,

Somehow, somewhere

He will place me

On His transcendental

Trance-bound Throne.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 5, Agni Press, 1983
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