8. His feet have no rest

```

I saw the feet of a thief.

I felt sorry for them

Because

They have no rest.

Even during the night

Ignorance compels them to run.

I saw the feet of a saint.

I felt sorry for them

Because

They have no rest.

Even when he is in his own room

His followers cannot live

Without touching and polluting his feet.

```

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Golden Boat, part 9, Vishma Press, New York, 1974
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