Father, Do Organise My Shapeless World

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Father, do organise

My shapeless world.

Son, do feed

My hungry world.

Father, my world

Needs You desperately.

Son, My world

Loves you unreservedly. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Silence, please! God is coming, 1999
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