23. The hero marches along
He who has loved this worldHas only got excruciating pangs.
The world has thrown on him
All ugliness, filth, dirt and impurity.
Yet the hero marches along,
Carrying the burden of the entire world.
At the end of his teeming struggles
He will go and stand at the Feet
of the Lord Supreme.
Sri Chinmoy, My Flute, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1972
