28 January
My evening descendsAnd asks my mind
Why it stays in its traffic jam of thoughts,
Instead of accepting the kind invitation
Of my beautiful and fruitful silence-heart.
Sri Chinmoy, My evening descends, Agni Press, 1996
And asks my mind
Why it stays in its traffic jam of thoughts,
Instead of accepting the kind invitation
Of my beautiful and fruitful silence-heart.
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