38. His Nectar-Rays

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In scanning the longest road,

My orphan eyes pass their futile days.

Where is my Beloved sweet?

Oh, where are His Nectar-Rays? ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Sail My Heartbeat Sail, part 1, Agni Press, New York, 1998
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