O sweet oblivion,
To you I bow and bow.You have made me forget
All my yesterdays,My yesterdays’ bitter failures.
O great remembrance,
To you I bow and bow.You have granted me the capacity
To remember all my sublimely significant conversations,My conversations with the Lord Supreme.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 9, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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