30 December
My evening descends,And whereas during the day
Each step I took
Seemed like a step towards tearing misery,
Now I see that each step
Is a step towards beaming joy.
Sri Chinmoy, My evening descends, Agni Press, 1996
And whereas during the day
Each step I took
Seemed like a step towards tearing misery,
Now I see that each step
Is a step towards beaming joy.
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