Simplicity has left him.
Sincerity has left him.Humility has left him.
Alas, he can no longer enjoyThe pure breath of Mother Earth
And the sure breath of Father Heaven.He is no longer his life’s own master.
A stormy thought-worldHe now is.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 11, Agni Press, 1981
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