452. Your ingratitude is an exception

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Your pride confuses my mind.

Your pride amuses my heart.

Your life receives nothing but

A ceaseless tribute from the foolish world.

I know not how

Your swollen head

And

Your sunken mind

Live together.

You know not how to implore,

You know not how to explore,

You know only how to explode.

Here on earth,

There in Heaven

Nothing grows without nourishment.

But

Your ingratitude is an exception,

Indeed, an unbelievable exception. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 10, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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