My soul’s victory

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Before my fantasies were all vague.

Slowly they have now taken shape.

My golden tomorrows are dawning fast.

No more I’ll be a human ape.

I snatched my Goal out of death’s embrace.

Ecstasy unbarred shoots through my life.

My glance has pinned falsehood to the ground.

God’s own Breath now beats against my face. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Les secrets de la vie intérieure — Recueil d'écrits 1964-1974, La Flûte d'Or, 2018
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