Friend, I am sorry!
Your beauty-lustre is goneBecause
Earth has possessed you.Friend, I am sorry!
Your duty-hour is goneBecause
Heaven no more needs you.Friend, I am sorry!
Your realisation-height is goneBecause
God has discovered a new instrumentto replace you.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Golden Boat, part 9, Vishma Press, New York, 1974
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