63. The weaver
The world weavesA garland of curses
For me
When I forget to admire her beauty.
The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I underestimate the value of her gifts.
The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I adore the Light and Delight of Heaven.
The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I love the Silence-King inside my heart.
Sri Chinmoy, The Dance of Life, part 2, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
