Thy Soul to buy

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Thy Soul to buy I come

With naked foolishness of mine.

Mother of time and unborn!

Sweeter Thou art than thy Smile divine.

Show me thy Truth unique.

Thy august Heart is the priceless seed

Which Gods too fail to buy.

Thy Feet in the world's dark mead. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Mother of the Golden All, Agni Press, 1974
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