397. I am sick of my aspiration
Dear Lord, I am really sickOf my aspiration.
It has become a fountain
Of speedy exhaustion.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 4, Agni Press, 1979
Of my aspiration.
It has become a fountain
Of speedy exhaustion.
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