Thy Wisdom

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Thy Wisdom fills my heart.

Everything, everywhere,

Present, future, past

I am — and all I bear.

My rapture knows no bounds;

My sombre eyeless dole

Beyond the ken of all.

It is I who build my Goal.

My life’s ignorance-dream

I drive toward Thy Will;

I alter now the course

Of my bosom’s goalless rill. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 8, No. 8, March 1973, AUM Centre Press, 1973
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