16. Translation

```

Mother, come into my heart at last,

At the end of all.

Strike my heart hard with your sweet Smile.

I want this torture and punishment of Yours.

My heart’s choice is the torture of Your Love.

All my achievements dance in Your torture. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Patience-groves, 1978
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