15. Too late
When I was youngEverything was within
My easy reach,
But I made no attempt.
The older I grow
The more I know
What I could have done,
But alas, it is too late.
Sri Chinmoy, Yesterday I was a crying dream, Agni Press, 1975
Everything was within
My easy reach,
But I made no attempt.
The older I grow
The more I know
What I could have done,
But alas, it is too late.
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