25 October
My evening descends,And slowly, steadily and unerringly
The purity and fragrance of silence
Are coming my way.
Sri Chinmoy, My evening descends, Agni Press, 1996
And slowly, steadily and unerringly
The purity and fragrance of silence
Are coming my way.
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