Your soulful flute
Makes the aspiring tree sing.His charming flute
Makes the loving flowers smile.My poor flute
Makes the tasteless fruit sigh. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,AUM — Vol.II-4, No. 8, 27 August 1977, Vishma Press, 1977
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