Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 51

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When I sing,

I sing with the beauty

Of the moon.

When I dance,

I dance with the divinity

Of the sun.

When I cry,

I cry with the helplessness

Of the world.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 51, Agni Press, 1984
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