116. Thought-songs

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A white thought tells me;

God loves my pure heart.

A blue thought tells me;

God loves my clear mind.

A green thought tells me;

God loves my hero-vital.

A red thought tells me;

God loves my surrender-body.

A black thought tells me;

God never likes me

And

He has no need for me. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Three hundred sixty-five Father's Day prayers, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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