11. When I think
When I think of my past:Nothing but devouring doubts.
When I think of my present:
Nothing but glowing faith.
When I think of my future:
Nothing but climbing aspiration.
Sri Chinmoy, Giving and becoming, Agni Press, 1974
Nothing but devouring doubts.
When I think of my present:
Nothing but glowing faith.
When I think of my future:
Nothing but climbing aspiration.
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