Centuries come and go.
My mind does not knowWhat it has been doing all along,
But my heart knowsWhat it has been doing.
It has been cryingFor the presence of the Infinite
Inside the tiny body-caveOf the finite.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 67, Agni Press, 1983
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