Only The Other Day
O Lord Supreme,
Only the other day
I saw You and played with You
Before I came into the world of ignorance-night.
Yet I remember my golden past within and without.
Alas, far, very far, now You are.
The bird of my heart is crying and trembling
With darkest pangs.
From “My Flute” by Sri Chinmoy
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