Barren of events,
Rich in pretensionsMy earthly life.
Obscurity,My real name.
Wholly unto myselfI exist.
I wrap no soulIn my embrace.
No mentor worthyOf my calibre
Have I.I am all alone
Between failureAnd frustration.
I am the red threadBetween Nothingness
And Eternity. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Beyond Within — A collection of writings 1964-1974, Agni Press, 1975
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