9906. A Different Friend


Forgive me, my Lord Supreme,

Forgive me!

I have made friends

With tenebrous ignorance-night

Consciously and deliberately.

Now I want to change my friend.

I want to accept wisdom-light

As my new friend

Immediately and permanently.

Will You not give me another chance, my Lord,

Will You not?


From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 100, Agni Press, 1983
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