39. The all-devouring night

```

My Beloved sweet, let my sight

Dissolve in Your

Self-Effulgence-Light

Before You depart.

Helpless shall cry

The all-devouring Night. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Sail my heartbeat sail, part 1, Agni Press, 1998
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