Another day

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Another day, another day.

My Lord Supreme is far away.

Another day, my heart can be

The all-giving breath of patience-tree.

Another day, my life can feed

My soulful world with its crying need.

Another day, I own to hear

God’s Voice of Light and feel Him near.

Another day, another day.

My tears shall win His blue-gold Ray.

Another day, another day.

And then, no more my ignorance-clay.

Another day, I’ll be God’s love

Within, without, below, above. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol. 4, No.12, 27 July 1969, AUM Centre Press, 1969
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