Hard is it to dream.
He did it.More so to dream great dreams.
He did it.Bright was the sun in him,
Brighter the flames.One flame became
The brightestTo frighten the age-long
Darkness of ignorance,To devour the pride of Night.
A giant dream,
A vision that broke through God's own Eye.A hope that God lives for:
A promise cherished by God Himself. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Kennedy: The Universal Heart, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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