11. She

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Soul-stirring eyes of gold-delight,

All-where reigning supreme

Our blind secrecy's dream

She seizes with her all-forgiving sight.

Torn now asunder our ego's screen

Under her smile of grace

Blooms quick our surrender's face

She paves the way to a life evergreen. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,God then, God now, Sri Chinmoy Centre, San Juan, Puerto Rico., 1971
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