O my cheerless body,
O my hopeless vital,O my goalless mind,
O my soulless heart,We are all sailing
In the boatThat is plying
BetweenNothingness-shore
AndDestruction-shore.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 24, Agni Press, 1982
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