O heavy weight of today’s hours,
Tomorrow I shall meditateAnd away I shall fly.
O heavy weight of today’s hours,
Tomorrow I shall meditateAnd make God my heart.
O heavy weight of today’s hours,
Tomorrow I shall meditateAnd Eternity’s bird will offer me
Its wingsTo fly in the soul-sky
Of Infinity’s Immortality. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Golden Boat, part 3, Vishma Press, New York, 1974
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