The Inner Promise - Paths to Self-Perfection

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A sweet longing have I

For the mainland of Reality.

No more shall I live

A life founded upon

Culled fictions.

Splintered, broken and smashed

Realities of life

No more can torture my intrepid heart.

From now in my mind

Only God-Reality will grow.

In my heart

Only God-Love will grow.

In my life

Only God-Embrace will grow. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Inner Promise - Paths to Self-Perfection, Simon and Schuster, 1974
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