Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 89

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Until the loftiest height

Is reached,

Nothing is safe,

Nothing is delightful,

Nothing is fruitful.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 89, Agni Press, 1984
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