Stop, O trouble-maker!
My friend, trouble-shooter,Is all ready
To end your eyeless play.You and your wiles forced me
To climb life's nothingness-tree.O trouble-maker, stop,
Stop your frontless hop. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,From the Source to the Source, Agni Press, 1978
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