3548. When my dream-tower collapses
When my dream-tower collapsesAnd is totally ruined,
I do not suffer,
For I know that it was, after all,
Only a dream-tower,
And it had nothing to do
With my soul’s vision-reality.
My dream-tower is always made
Of my wishful thinking.
I do not need it.
I shall not need it.
It is an unnecessary thing
From my very remote past.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 36, Agni Press, 1982
