July 16

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My Lord Supreme, my Lord Supreme,

I do not want to see the flower-face

Of my own victory;

But I wish to be the heart-fragrance

Of Your supreme Victory,

With Your Grace infinite, eternal

and immortal.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,I pray before I lift, I meditate while I lift, I offer my gratitude-cries and gratitude-smiles, Agni Press, 1986
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