Translation

```

My life of smile

And my life of cry

Shall one day come to an end,

But not my life of hope.

My hope-life is a rope of sand.

Alas, I know it,

And yet I know it not.

Why do I waver so much?

Why do I see all around me

Fruitless and false love?

O Lord, only one desire I have:

May my sweet, eternal thirst

Find its proper place in You, for You.

```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 2, Agni Press, 1976
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