Kennedy — Nehru

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Slowly, steadily, unerringly

Nehru fought.

He won the fight.

Youthfully, speedily, dynamically

Kennedy ran.

He won the race.

Kennedy-Nehru.

Nehru-Kennedy.

Two are the hearts

That ached to fling wide

The windows of slumbering faith

In the house of humanity.

God’s Fragrance of Peace,

God's Bliss of Freedom

In measureless measure

They knew how to inhale,

They knew.

Never were they parched

In the deserts of false hopes.

Desires they had for the world.

God slaked their thirst

In His own mystic way.

Nehru-Kennedy.

Kennedy-Nehru.

They are one, indivisible.

They are one, invincible.

They are one, a tornado

Of God's stupendous smile

Toppling the towers of sorrow,

Fear and defeat. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Discoverers of Light, AUM Press, 1972
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