To see the light
A tiny blade of grass remains wide awake all night.To see the light
The buds offer their devoted eagerness.Alas, neither a blade of grass nor the buds
Can awaken my aspiration-flame.I sleep and sleep,
My ears tightly closed. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 5, Agni Press, 1976
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