My days and nights are fast asleep,
Long lost am I in their bosoms wide.The gloom and pangs of unknown caverns
Within, without my heart abide.My life-river is hushed in awe,
And all my acts in vain now end.No mighty Soul to soothe my heart;
My sinking breath without a friend. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,My first friendship with the Muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1973
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