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Very Old Friends

 

God and I are two very old acquaintances.

You may call us even friends,

Two very old friends.

But we two friends can never fulfil each other

Although we consider ourselves as friends.

God gives me His Conviction-Power

And I give Him my contradiction-power.

Indeed, this way we sing the song

Of perpetual mutual wisdom-sacrifice.

 

Excerpt from The Golden Boat, Part 17 by Sri Chinmoy.

 

 

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