I loved my life’s morning walks.
Hope-beauty led my eyes and guided my steps.I love my life’s midday runs.
Reality’s naked lifeHas sent uncertainty into destruction-exile.
I shall love my life’s evening stumblings.Life divine shall embrace the abyss of science.
Evening does not mark the end.Evening is the precursor of a purer dawn
And a brighter sun.In my heart-dawn, my preparation shall begin.
In my soul-sun, my perfection shall bloom. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The caged bird and the uncaged bird, Agni Press, 1998
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