I Am a Thief

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I am a thief; I steal every night.

Each theft of mine kindles a thrill

On the Supreme’s all-fulfilling Eye.

What do I steal? His Grace, my meal.

Why do I steal? He compels me so.

Perhaps He finds no other way

To feed my Spirit’s hunger stark

With the Nectar of His shadowless Ray.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Chandelier, part 1, 1980
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