O my mind,
You are asking me whyI do not want to utilise you
The way I utilise my heart.Every day my heart,
On its own,Goes to the soul-laundry
To be laundered,But you do not want to do that.
How do you then expect meTo use you every day
When you do not at allKeep yourself clean?
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 17, Agni Press, 1983
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