Slowly
Slowly my heart ascends
To kindle the flame of love divine.
Slowly my heart descends
To plumb the life of beauty's mine.
To kindle the flame of love divine.
Slowly my heart descends
To plumb the life of beauty's mine.
Slowly my heart transforms
The ceaseless pride of ignorance-night.
Slowly my heart fulfils
The Golden Hour of God-Delight
Excerpt from “The Dance of Life Part 3” by Sri Chinmoy
Copyright © Sri Chinmoy 1975
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