11. A sweet longing

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A sweet longing have I

For the mainland of Reality.

No more shall I live a life

Founded upon culled fictions.

Splintered, broken and smashed

Realities of life no more can torture

My intrepid heart.

From now on in my mind

Only God-Reality will blossom,

In my heart

Only God-Love will grow,

In my life

Only God-Embrace will glow.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,The caged bird and the uncaged bird, Agni Press, 1998
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